As Nina still protested in her mind about not having s*x with Tyson, Tyson almost seemed frustrated as he looked at her. He grabbed another pair of cuffs, slightly larger than the ones she was restrained with on her wrists. Nina's attention snapped to them, and he smiled, finally getting some quiet from her mind.
What are you doing with those? She asked and his smile grew.
"I figure since you're so wrapped up in why I'm not having s*x with you, I'll show you just how exciting the b**m part of the relationship can be."
Okay... she thought, and stared at him questioningly.
"Ankles," he said, holding the cuffs up a little for emphasis. "One on each ankle, each restraining you to a bedpost on either corner of the bed. I feel like you like what's been going on so far, am I right?"
Yes, Nin
