All Chapters of Roped Into Surrender : The Neighbor's Binding Claim : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The late afternoon sun painted long golden stripes across Mirabel’s living room floor, but the real heat in the apartment had nothing to do with the weather. Mirabel and Mitchelle had been inseparable since their chaotic college days , two ambitious, beautiful women who shared everything: secrets, clothes, failed relationships, and an unspoken craving for control. Tonight, they were done playing it safe.Michael stood awkwardly in the doorway, broad-shouldered and quietly handsome, the reserved neighbor they’d watched for months through thin apartment walls. He had no idea he was about to walk into a trap he would never want to escape.Mirabel, with her lush curves, full breasts, and confident smile, closed the door behind him with a soft click that sounded final. “We’ve been watching you, Michael. Always so polite. Always holding back that fire we know is in there.”Mitchelle, leaner and sharper with athletic grace and piercing eyes, circled him slowly like a predator. “We’re tired of

"I’m really signing my body and pleasure over to them… and my cock is throbbing at the thought.” Michael sat at the dining table the next morning, naked except for the black leather collar locked around his throat, his heart hammering with a storm of fear, shame, and raw need. The rules they had just read to him felt like chains wrapping around his soul. He was really doing this , giving two women complete control over his orgasms, his body, his life. Mirabel watched him with soft but possessive eyes. “You look like you’re about to run,” she said gently, reaching across to stroke his hand. “Talk to us, pet.” Michael’s voice came out rough. “I’m scared. Last night you both destroyed me… and I loved it. But giving you this kind of power… what if I can’t handle it?” Mitchelle leaned forward, her athletic body tense with competitive hunger. “That fear is what makes it real. I spent years pretending to be soft and sweet in relationships because that’s what men expected. I hated it

“She’s here to steal me… and my cock is already throbbing at the idea of how hard she’ll use me.”Michael knelt naked in the living room, collared and trembling as the knock on the door sent his heart racing. Vanessa’s arrival felt like the beginning of the end. He was torn and loyal to Mirabel and Mitchelle who had awakened him, yet darkly curious about what a more ruthless dominant could do to him.Mirabel stood beside him, her lush curves tense with jealousy. “I hate this,” she whispered, voice thick with obsession. “After years of men using my body and never letting me take control, I finally found you. And now she wants to take you away.”Mitchelle’s athletic body was rigid, her competitive fire burning. “If she thinks she can steal our pet, she’s going to regret it. I’ve fought too hard to own someone like you.”The door opened. Vanessa stepped in like she owned the place : tall, raven-haired, radiating raw dominance. Her sharp hazel eyes locked onto Michael’s kneeling form with

The air in the apartment felt heavier than usual, thick with the scent of sweat, sex, and unspoken tension. Michael lay sprawled across the oversized bed, his body still trembling from the morning’s brutal competition. Fresh rope marks crisscrossed his chest and thighs like badges of ownership. His cock rested against his stomach, while the faint throb in his thoroughly used ass reminded him of every thrust, every taunt, every claim. Mirabel traced a finger along one particularly deep red line on his pectoral, her touch possessive. “You did well holding out, pet. But I saw the way your cock twitched when Vanessa rode you.”Mitchelle, leaning against the headboard with a glass of water, shot Vanessa a sharp look. “He chose us. That should be the end of it.”Vanessa, still gloriously naked and unashamed, stretched like a satisfied panther. Her raven hair spilled over her shoulders as she smiled with dangerous confidence. “Did he? Or did he just say what he thought you wanted to hear

Michael’s heart pounded like a war drum as he knelt naked in the center of the living room, the black leather collar tight around his throat. The air felt thick with tension. Vanessa and Elena had returned for one final “preview” before the full weekend challenge, and the look in their eyes promised something darker than anything Mirabel and Mitchelle had done so far.Mirabel stood protectively beside him, her lush curves trembling with barely contained jealousy. “This is just a preview,” she said sharply, voice thick with obsession. “He’s still ours.”Mitchelle’s athletic body was rigid, her competitive fire burning hot. “If you break him tonight, I swear I’ll never forgive either of you.”Vanessa smiled like a predator. “We’ll see.”Elena wasted no time. She grabbed Michael by the collar and yanked him forward onto all fours. “Let’s show your owners how a real dominant uses a pet.”Without warning, Elena dropped behind him, spread his ass cheeks wide, and pressed the thick head of a