It was a long, slender leopard tail, a rich brown color, over three feet long, with slightly coarse fur at the tip.
Alice's face looked terrible. Even in their wildest moments, Raymond had never used that on her.
She couldn't help but shrink back, her spine pressing against the cold, hard metal bed frame. The handcuffs hanging from it clinked as they were jostled, the sound sharp in the quiet room.
The sight of a beautiful woman curled up on an iron bed, under the muted glow of the lights, was more than enough to stir any man's desires.
Raymond had never tried this toy before—not because he lacked the opportunity, but because he understood Alice's timid nature in bed.
Anyone who didn't know Alice might assume she was a fiery, passionate girl, and Raymond had once made that mistake too
