Kandi Cuffs Novels & Stories

The bag from Kink Ink he took to the bedroom, laying out the contents on the bed. He was pleased with the pink leather cuffs, beaded in an infinity pattern that sparkled in the light. The cuffs were lined with soft pink fur, just right for a new baby girl submissive. He appraised the other items with a satisfied eye, happy with the things Eve had helped him find. Of course, everything hinged on what Shasta decided. He sighed deeply, considering the best timing of that conversation.

"Here, do my right hand." Maggie says, as she finishes fastening a cuff around her left hand and pulls her foot down to the floor. "I never could do it with my left hand." She laughs. These cuffs are thinner than the ankle cuffs, maybe an inch and a half wide, with the metal ring on a strap that extends towards her hand.

I'd been too wrapped in thoughts of why he'd need a place like this, and how uncomfortable it initially made me feel. I stopped in front of the cuffs. There were varieties of them. Some crafted from leather, others forged from chains. Neither looked better than the other, yet each carried its own alluring design. "Do you use these often?" "It heightens the pleasure for me," he answered, and my brows lifted. "I didn't know you weren't pleasured enough all this time." I hadn't even realized my arms had folded beneath my chest until Kai stepped closer, watching me from barely an arm's length away.

They were made of amber, and they were inlaid with small black spiders, but the reason they had caught her interest was that they were identical to the ones that Tiffany had given her. Tiffany had said that the cufflinks were very rare and that only ten had been made. When she’d shown them to Nathan, he’d said that they had probably belonged to her mother, but that hadn’t made sense to her. After all, why would her mother have men’s cufflinks? Crystal felt like her heart had been struck by lightning, and her mind was no longer on fencing. What could this mean? - she wondered. It wasn’t long before Warren returned in his fencing outfit. He had his sword in hand, and once he had everyone’s att

Not too shabby. I move across the room to examine the items hanging from a display rail beside the St. Andrew's cross. There are paddles of varying weights and design, whips, crops, more canes than I personally care for, floggers and all manner of restraints. I select a pair of soft leather cuffs and press them to my nose to inhale the sensuous aroma. My pussy starts to moisten in anticipation. "You may put that pair on, if you like them, and select another pair for your ankles, Miss Barnett."

The person on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Hello, Yuri. I'm the salesperson of Jacob &Co. Your customized cuff sleeve button has arrived. Would you like to come to our shop to get it or we will deliver it to your door?" It was not until then that Yuri remembered that last time when she went to buy cuff button for Hunter Ye, she inadvertently saw a pair of leaflets with Canary shaped cuffs. It was made of a pair of platinum, and in the center of it was a canary diamond, surrounded by white diamonds that were cut by the even ladder.

"Cuff me, officer." She holds her wrists out with a twisted little grin on her face as she lays on the bed, sprawled out and waiting for me. I rip my underwear off and snatch my cuffs from my pants pocket in a hurry. I grab her tiny fucking wrists and lock a cuff around one of them, loop them around the bars on the headboard, and secure the other wrist so she can't fucking move her hands from above her fucking head. I climb onto the bed, unable to take my fucking eyes off of her pussy that's dripping onto the egyption cotton sheets she's fucking laying on. I hover my body over hers, ghosting my wet lips across her collarbone as my hard cock cock drags across her fucking stomach, the wet tip

She led me to a single, elegant red couch and offered me some champagne. "Sarah, what do you think about these cufflinks?" Jane asked as she approached, accompanied by a staff member who was protecting the cufflink. "Do you think they'd suit Brother Philip?" I picked up the expensive item and examined it closely. I imagined Philip wearing them with his favorite deep navy Armani suit, highlighting his face's aristocratic lines. "They would look perfect on Philip." "You have a good eye, Miss Cornell. That is the most precious cufflink piece in the house. It's rare because the stones are natural light blue diamonds," Azuré commented.

Valentine adjusted the collar of Conrad’s black ceremonial coat while several attendants stood nearby in nervous silence. Nobody spoke much around Conrad. Not unless necessary. The air around him had become too palpable. Valentine reached for the cufflink box resting nearby. Then paused. Silver wolf-head cufflinks. Simple. Elegant. His expression softened slightly. “Nadia bought these.” Conrad’s jaw tightened faintly. “Yes.” “You still kept them.” Conrad picked one up and attached it himself. “She said my taste in accessories was embarrassing.” For the briefest second, a broken smile almost appeared.

No panic. Just warmth. Grounded preparation. ******** KEAL In the spare room beside where the ladies were,I adjusted the cufflinks in my hand. My father’s. They felt heavier than metal. Jordan leaned against the dresser, arms crossed. “You planning to stare at those all morning?” I glanced up at him. “They’re symbolic.” “So is the entire ceremony,” he replied dryly. A small exhale left me. “You ready?” he asked. I looked down at the cufflinks once more before fastening them into place.