"Mmmmm! Yes! That was good and so intense, thank you - " mmmm squirm. "Am I a good present?"

"You very much are." Kiss.

Happy squirmy kiss!

Yes good. And Acererak should have some too.

Of course. Acererak strokes Lace's hair, one hand cupping the back of her neck, as she kisses her.

"It's still your birthday, darling..." Acererak teases, after a particularly intense kiss. "And we still have your present all tied up for you..."

"It'd be a shame to waste her, then. Why don't we work together?"

"Sounds yummy."

"Positively delicious."

She nuzzles her girlfriend. "Any thoughts on what to do first, then?"

"Hmmm... Actually," she turns to Lace, "now that we're all on the same page, do you have any requests?"

She hums, thoughtfully, shifting against her bonds. "Mmm... I like predicament stuff," she says, "And you probably noticed the breath play thing..." Hum. "Maybe tie me up so I'm having to hurt myself to pleasure one of you? Though that's less a three person activity, unless you get creative..."

"We can do creative."

"Mmmmm yum."

She smirks and pulls Acererak aside for some planning.

Lace will just be here... Whining and squirming impatiently...

Acererak laughs and steps aside with Eliese.

And after a bit of brainstorming, back to Lace. They'll need to twist her up a bit, so she should hold still...

Mmmm can do.

Such a good cooperative girl.

Heeeeeeeeee.

(She's really looking forward to whatever Acererak and Eliese have come up with.)

Well...

She unties Lace first - they're going to have to shift her anyways - and gets a bit distracted with a proper make out session, Lace's hands tugging at her hair... But then she pulls her alt to her feet, giving her a peck on the cheek and a wicked grin.

She pushes Lace down so she's bent over the bed, face pressed firmly into the sheets, legs hanging off the side, and summons a bar forcing her knees apart - and keeping them in place relative to each other - as she presses kisses and bites down Lace's spine, pining her down through her weak struggles to breathe.

Next... A web of conjured ropes, forcing Lace to arch her back, securing her arms behind her back again in a different uncomfortable position than before, pulling her knees to her chest, and suspending her in mid air. One noose wraps around her neck, the long end trailing invitingly down her back for whoever's standing behind her to tug on. It drags her head back on its own when not being actively manipulated - not strangling her unless she tries to press forward, but reminding her of its presence and forcing her neck to arch back as far as it will go.

And then Acererak sits on the bed, arrays Lace floating face down in front of her, head hovering over Acererak's lap, pets her hair, and says, "I want you to give me your best here, pet. If you stop, even to take a breath, or if I feel you're not enthusiastic enough, my darling here will give you a penalty until you remember your place. If you delight me, I'll let you rest - and even maybe give you a reward. Perhaps a bit of pleasure to mix in with the pain..."

"Mmm, yes ma'am, I'll do my best."

She's going to have to strangle herself to actually touch Acererak even lightly, let alone enthusiastically...

"Good toy." Pat. "Begin."

Lace pushes her head down quickly - twitching when the noose tightens around her neck -

She has a very, very good lung capacity, and can heal herself if she gets dizzy.

Still, it's a bit of a race here...

A race Eliese is not above fixing with a few strategically timed tugs on the noose. In addition to the penalties, of course.