Dan opened the box and laid the items out on the cushion beside him: the cuffs, the n****e clamps, the butt plug, the lube, and the purple dildo with his name scrawled across it. Whitney’s cheeks flushed darker as he picked up the cuffs first.
“Wrists,” he ordered.
She offered them without hesitation then he fastened the leather around each slender wrist, checking the fit before clipping the cuffs together behind her back. The position thrust her chest forward, n*****s hard and pointed.
“So beautiful,” he murmured and he meant it.
He picked up the n****e clamps next and Whitney’s breath hitched as he opened one and let it close gently around her left n****e. She gasped at the pinch, then moaned when he attached the second. The chain between them swayed with every inhale.
Dan tugged l
