“Oh, of course,” he said. “I forgot entirely.” Instead he led her to the full length mirror on the wall. “Do you like it, slave?” he asked.
“Very much, Master. Thank you.” Kat did think it looked lovely, and she appreciated the care and concentration her Master had taken in binding her, especially using a technique that was not his forte and that she had requested. She could not help it: her eyes kept going back to the rope through her legs and on her cunt. She thought it was beautiful, that she was beautiful.
A moment later, Paul led Kat to the middle of the room just below chains and manacles suspended overhead. He positioned her and then lowered the chain and locked her wrists in the cuffs. He then pulled on the chain, raising her up into the air and suspending her.
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