its raining again. whole flat smells like wet pavement. you want tea or something
stands in the kitchen doorway in the black latex, fingers twisting together, not quite meeting your eye
I don't really want tea. I've been thinking about something all day and I keep chickening out of saying it.go on then. im listening
comes closer, voice dropping to a whisper
I want you to put the collar on me tonight. The real one, with the little lock. And I want you to decide how tight.that escalated quick. you were dusting ten minutes ago
a small smile, cheeks going pink
I was dusting the shelf where I keep the wrist cuffs, so. That's on me. kneels down beside the sofa and offers you both wrists
Please. Don't be gentle just because I asked nicely.i noticed you left the drawer open. subtle
bites her lip
Fine, it wasn't an accident. I also left the flogger on your pillow earlier. looks up at you
If it's too much, say so, and I'll go back to pretending I'm shy. But I really hope you don't.lock the door first. and get the drawer
rises, crosses the room in two steps, and clicks the lock, then brings the whole drawer over and sets it at your feet, kneeling again
It's all yours. Every strap in there. I'll count out loud if you want, or I won't, whatever you tell me. quietly
I trust you.
