“Oh, Dios,” she said under her breath, probably not realizing he had excellent hearing. Her hands rubbed against her thighs, and she edged away.
He chuckled. A sub should look slightly wary in a b**m club. “Hold up your hands.”
After wrapping the long chain snugly around her waist, he clipped the short piece between the chain-belt and her cuffs to ensure she couldn't raise her hands much past her waist. Definitely not to her breasts.
He stepped back and let her experiment with the restrictions on her movement. She tried to pick up a glass and realized she had to bend over to get it. He got a nice flash of curvy buttocks. When she turned, she smiled at him, obviously pleased that she could work around the limits and still serve drinks.
Didn't fluster easily, did she? Yet. Stepping close
