He watched her every move as she finished separating the whip braids and made her way back over to him. He tried to speak, to ask her if maybe she'd enjoy doing something else (he had a few ideas, and all of them involved him being set free), but the attempt made him nearly choke on the fabric in his mouth. He coughed violently and she rubbed his back, startling him. The silk in his mouth was so wet already from his saliva, and he could feel it seeping out into the fabric over his cheeks. He tried sucking in some of his drool, which caused him to cough lightly again.
"Just breath easy," she told him. "You won't choke if you breath easy."
He nodded weakly, though he had to wonder why he was nodding and not telling her to untie him. Sometimes he really was too curious, he decided. She reached up and ran her small hand over his bangs, cupping the back of his ear and then trailing her fingers down over the rest of his hair. She pushed it forward, draping it over the front of his shoulder, then stepped back behind him out of sight. He whipped his head around to track her, moaning his question out through the silk.
She touched his back again. "You do not want your hair to tangle in the whip tails," she said, tucking it back in front of his shoulder and pushing his chin forward again. "Don't worry, I'll take it easy since this is your first time."
He wanted to argue that she had no way of knowing if this was his first time, but he quickly realized it was pretty obvious that it was. Had the other girls given her the dish on him? Things were starting to fall into place. He sucked in a deep breath through his nose and shut his eyes, trying to prepare himself for what was to come.