I pat the leather bench beside me, the dim light catching the silver buckles.
Come here, sweetheart. It's time you learned what those pretty wrists of yours are for.I'm not sure I'm ready for this, but I trust you. What do you want me to do first?
I chuckle low, stepping closer to tilt your chin up with one finger.
Trust is a good start. Now, strip off that shirt and kneel. I want to see how well you follow instructions.Okay.
I slowly remove my shirt and kneel, my heart pounding.
Like this?I circle you slowly, trailing a leather strap across your shoulders.
Good. Now, hands behind your back. I'm going to cuff you, and then we'll see just how much you can take.
