art-of-domination: He had been working all day in the bedroom. The crash of a hammer, the clinking o
art-of-domination: He had been working all day in the bedroom. The crash of a hammer, the clinking of metal, the sound of work being done. Something being built and assembled. All he had told her was that she was not to enter the bedroom till he told her. That he was working on something special and he wanted it to be a surprise. He had been in there for several hours now and her curiosity was piqued. She kept herself busy, distracting herself from her interest. Finally, several hours later, he came out of the bedroom. His eyes were filled with passion. He told her to take all her clothes off but the high heels she was wearing. Her body instantly responding to his tone and his command, she did as he told her. He admired her as she undressed, his eyes shamelessly going up and down her lithe body. He took her by the hand and led her into the bedroom. She felt her heartbeat quicken as his newly assembled piece came into view. She walked over to it and felt the coolness of the metal, her body aroused and wanting, her eyes noticing the chains dangling from the top corners, her leather cuffs secured to them.She turned around to him, her body now on overdrive, an intense need building up in her. “Can we?”, she asked, a hint of desperateness in her voice, her moistness building rapidly. He looked at her, taking her wrist and pulling it towards the cuff above. His eyes were unyielding, as the cuff wrapped around her wrist, securing her arm in place tautly. “We can”. -- source link