Just the Thing

I am on my knees on the bed, bent over a Liberator wedge, my ass up in the air. I’m facedown on the mattress. Allie is just finishing restraining me, each wrist cuffed and tethered to a similar cuff on its matching ankle. “That should help you keep your hands to yourself, slut,” she says.Continue reading “Just the Thing”

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