"...H-Hhmm? E-Esther?" Evelyn finally wakes up and looks around, until she realizes the position she's in.
"You took way too long to wake up, Evelyn." She's tied upside down, completely naked, her legs perfectly spread apart, both arms bound together and secured to a rope on the floor.
She's in a perfect T-pose. Her flexibility really is something ideal for holding this position. Being a marionette gave her a far superior range of mobility compared to most people.
"E-Esther, th-this position..."
"It's a BDSM game. We've had plenty of them. You're not going to complain now, are you?" I ask, moving closer and touching the tattoo on her belly, rubbing Evelyn's soft, smooth skin.
"The baby—"
"I know the limits perfectly well. I won't go too far and hurt the baby. Don't be so overprotective when it's still in the process of forming," I answer before she tries to come up with some excuse.
