Kandi Cuffs Novels & Stories

Kaen says as he takes my left hand into his and pulls it closer to him while lifting my sleeves. " It's in your nature and you'll be soaring in no time. " Kaen says as his left-hand moves away from my wrist revealing a black leather cuff with a dragon that had its wings opened wide while seated in a majestic manner carved into it with a silver filling. He then placed his right wrist next to mine, showing his mental cuff with a pouncing cheetah carved into it with a gold filling. What I felt at that moment couldn't be put into words as I fell speechless at that sight. Kaen grins at my expression before resting his head on my shoulder.

“We’ll come back to this” He pulled out two slim bottles next. “Lubricants. Both claim to increase sensitivity” A slow grin spread across his face. “These are definitely getting used” Finally, he lifted the last item… it was a pair of black leather ankle cuffs that matched the ones already on her wrists. The metal hardware jingled softly as he dangled them. “And these” he said, eyes locking on hers, “are perfect”

—Ara showed two dark gray fabrics. —“Yes, the lapel could be black velvet.” —“It’ll look beautiful.” Kate chose royal blue for Bastien’s suit and a stretchy silk of the same shade for her dress. —“I think I’ll send Arthur and Jake to get four gold cufflinks.” —“Yes, with a B and an L.” Kate wrote: “Arty, can you get me 4 gold cufflinks, two with a B and two with an L, within a week? It’s urgent. But don’t tell Bastien.”

“You like what happens when you do.” A flush rises, visible even in the firelight. He’s going to needle anyway, because it’s in his marrow. He hooks a finger under the lid and lifts it slowly. The scent of leather, oil, and fresh wood breathes into the room. Inside are the items I had custom made for us. A pair of black leather cuffs lined in soft lambskin. A braided lead with a polished brass clip, attached to a wide black leather collar. A silk blindfold the color of midnight. A glass plug the size of a plum, already warming in a fold of fleece. A paddle made of walnut, hand-crafted to fit my palm. A strip of velvet ribbon, a vial of warming oil and a coil of hemp rope, bone-white and pati

Though I’m yet to encounter any kinky fuckery my apparently strait-laced boyfriend isn’t rabid for. The paddle's in the drawer of the nightstand where I put it the day the cuffs arrived, still with the tag on it. Black hand-tooled leather, about the width of my hand. I peel the tag off with my teeth. Noah's watching me do it with great interest. "You bought a paddle." "It came with the cuffs." "Bullshit. If it came with the cuffs they’d have been the same color. These are not a matched set." Listen to the expert over here.

Be ready. Her fingers trembled as she lifted the lid. Nestled in black satin were two items: a pair of exquisite, delicate cuffs made of supple leather and gleaming steel. And a collar of matching design, thin but unmistakable in its purpose. They were beautiful, horrifying, and devastatingly expensive.

Felix explained. "If it's a cufflink, does that mean the killer might be a man?" Caitlin pondered. "That’s a possibility!" Felix replied. Caitlin, who had never seen this style of cufflink before, examined it closely. "The design is unusual, very likely a custom piece. I’ve never seen anything like it before." As a fashion designer and the founder of the luxury haute couture brand Vera, Caitlin was familiar with most fabrics and accessories, including cufflinks. But this particular one was strange—it wasn't a simple round or square shape. It was a six-pointed star made of blackened gold.

Karen still had on the navy blue skirt and matching jacket that she'd worn all day, and crossing her legs as I stripped, smiled at me. "You're turning red again," she said, "you're so cute when you're humiliated." Finally I was completely naked except for the heavy stainless steel spiked cock ring locked onto my penis. I was starting to get a little hard and beginning to feel the spikes pressing in on me. "Please get on your knees Jack," said Karen, "keep your eyes down and put your hands behind your back." I obeyed while Karen went into the Adult Emporium bag on the floor and retrieved the shiny chrome handcuffs we bought. As she got up and moved behind me I could hear the metallic clicking

A soft bunny tail plug sat on a velvet tray right next to the actual leather cuffs from Daddy’s Little Bunny — the ones with the custom silver buckles I’d stared at in fan forums for months. “Oh wow…” I breathed, voice breathy and giddy with pure excitement. I stepped closer, fingers hovering over the cuffs, then tracing the smooth leather of the spanker. My heart was racing, my pussy throbbing harder with every item I recognized. “These are… the real ones? The actual handcuffs from the book?”

“Oh, Chase you say the most funniest of things. No, I do not have any sort of access to your phone or know where you are and where you will be. I want these earrings because I like them, it has nothing to do with you.” Candace turns back around to talk with the sales clerk, she hands him her credit card and he goes and cashes up the purchase. She turns around and gives me a smug look and turns back around to face the counter. Fuck if they are the only pair as she says they are I am screwed.