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I can't bear to notice. "Ok," it appeared with a smile on the lip and continued to drive without removing the hand to my thigh. We got to the Federal Plaza, and as then we went to their headquarters and met other agents. "They inside your office Sir," Hector nodded and held my hand toward his office. Darcy was the first I saw inside with Carline. They were handcuffed while guarded by two agents. "Let's go," Hector whispered and pulled me to his table and sat me in his chair.

I carried her effortlessly to my car, her protests echoing off the concrete walls, the sound of her breathing fast and angry in my ear. “Shawn, stop! This isn’t you! Fight it!” she shouted, voice cracking with a mix of fury and fear. Her fists continued pounding my back, each impact a dull thud against muscle. I opened the passenger door — the familiar creak of hinges, the rich scent of leather interior — and deposited her inside none too gently. The seat was cool against her body. Before she could scramble out, I reached into the glove compartment and pulled out the emergency handcuffs — heavy, reinforced steel, cold to the touch. I snapped one cuff around her left wrist and locked the othe

Like a secret place just for adults who wanted to play. My eyes went wide. I felt like a kid who had just walked into the biggest candy store in the world. Everything looked interesting. Everything looked like it could be fun. With Zade. He followed me silently at first, staying close as I wandered down the first aisle. His presence was solid and warm behind me. When I stopped in front of a display of handcuffs—soft black ones with fuzzy lining and a pair of shiny metal ones—I reached out and picked up the fuzzy pair. They felt light in my hand. I turned them over, running my thumb along the padding.

Finn’s POV The cold iron handcuffs bit deeply into my wrists as the processing guard led me out of the holding cell toward the primary visitation bay. The metallic scent of the facility seemed to have settled permanently into the fabric of my neon-orange jumpsuit, a constant, sickening reminder of the absolute ruin my life had become. I was shoved into a narrow metal booth divided by a thick pane of scratched, bulletproof plexiglass. I sat down heavily on the stool, the chains around my ankles rattling against the concrete floor.

He pushed my waist down so that I could lean back a little. He pulled out something from his pocket. Cuffs, to be precise. I watched him as he grabbed my wrists and cuffed them together. He kissed both my hands before walking back to my legs. Why are the Cuffs purple and fluffy? He spread my legs apart and pulled my underwear off. He sniffed before sticking it into his pocket. He looked me in the eyes as his fingers trailed down to my legs. He sticks his fingers inside me, causing a loud moan to escape my lips. He added two more and twirled them inside me. I was dripping on the counter. I shut my eyes and closed my lips.

He just pulled his own shirt off, revealing that hard chest and the muscles that flexed every time he moved. Then he grabbed a pair of metal handcuffs from a nearby table and walked straight toward me. My eyes went wide. “What are you doing with those?” I asked, shifting on the chair as he got closer. He still didn’t answer. He just took my wrists one by one and clicked the handcuffs around them, locking my arms to the sides of the chair so I couldn’t move them much. Then he picked up two shiny nipple clamps with little vibrating bullets on them and held them up so I could see.

JULIET The cold metal of the handcuffs digs into my wrists as I shift positions against the hard plastic seat in the back of the squad car, leaning forward to alleviate the pressure against them. They’re cuffed behind me, leaving little room for comfort as I’m jostled around with every turn we take and every bump in the road. I can’t believe this is happening again.

“Raina brought this surprise gift for you because she wanted to make sure that you ‘had enough deliciously fun equipment to drive yourself and your men crazy’ as she put it.” Jadelynn pulled the items out of the box and looked at them all eagerly. There was plenty of lube, which would come in hand for double penetration. We would ensure that we did everything to minimize any discomfort that she might feel. There were also various sized butt plugs which would also help with tonight. She held the handcuffs on her finger and winked at us. “These handcuffs will certainly get some use in the near future,” she said with a chuckle.

No one, so I kept on running, even though I didn't know where I was running to. As I was about to divert to another street from a building edge, I dived to the ground, and immediately, my chest was laid on the ground while my two hands were drawn back mercilessly, and I felt the cold metal wrapped to my two hands, and locked. My hands were tightly locked. I was handcuffed and pulled up. "You're under arrest for daylight robbery and assault" The two other cops approached, panting, and one of them took me by my arms, heading to where their car was parked.

Thick leather cuffs hung from hooks, some with chains attached. A whole section of metal handcuffs in different sizes, some padded, some not. Nipple clamps—silver ones with little bells, black rubber-tipped ones, even ones with adjustable screws—laid out neatly on velvet trays. Rows of dildos stood upright like soldiers: realistic ones with thick veins, monster-sized ones that made my stomach flip, curved ones clearly made to hit deep inside. Vibrators of every shape—bullet ones, wand ones, rabbit ones with the little clit stimulators.