Kandi Cuffs Novels & Stories

As if they rehearsed it many times. “Remember these pet?” Pausing at the question does Antonio move to hold up two thick leather cuffs. Cuffs that held 2 metal plates attached to each one. The shock cuffs as I dubbed them. Antonio quick to notice my reaction because he smirks. “Ah good. So you do remember these” purrs Antonio as he moves to hold up another. One I hadn’t see before until now. “And this, our little pet, will be your newest accessory from us. And believe me, it holds quite the punch.”

So was the lady helping us. “Of course, my name is Linda, please follow me over here.” Linda said smiling and led us to a glass display on the left. “These are our new designs of crafted cuff links. We only make one of each design so there will never be a duplicate out there. Everything is made from your choice of metal but we do recommend with pure gold or platinum. We do not carry sterling silver, however.

The longer he continued, the wetter I got and he seemed to be picturing me used as well, his cock was noticeably lengthening and thickening. "This is a St. Andrew's cross. With the proper cuffs on, you can be suspended erect or upside down." Another twinge to my pussy. "It also needs padding." "What are the proper cuffs?" I asked. "Suspension cuffs. They don't put unnatural pressure on your wrists and ankles so they cut off circulation. You can hang for quite a long time." "Do you have any suspension cuffs? Is it one of the things sitting in our closet now?" "No. Mistress Dark will be bringing them and a couple other items when she comes on Saturday."

“What calls to you?” I turned to the wall, looking at all the handcuffs that lined the wall. Some were covered in soft fur, others sparkled in the overhead lighting. Lifting my hand, I picked up a set of silver cuffs. The metal was brushed with strange curling designs, a key dangling from a lock on both sides. “These ones.” Kane smiled, unhooking them from the wall. He grabbed the matching ankle cuffs. Tossing a wink my way before leading me deeper into the store. “I should have grabbed a basket.”

Her hair, once cropped neatly at her shoulders, now cascaded down her back, long enough to gather into a ponytail. Alexander twirled a lock around his finger, studying it thoughtfully. “Do you want to tie it up?” he asked, his voice low and almost indulgent. She shook her head, but her eyes caught a small detail—something unusual for him. Around his wrist, just beneath the cuff of his shirt, was a simple black hair tie. Alexander Vanderbilt never wore anything beyond his sleek watch and cufflinks. The contrast between the utilitarian band and his refined wrist drew her attention immediately.

They were both dressed in fitted tuxedos, but the colors differed this time. Kai’s tuxedo was a medium-grey with a black cummerbund and black pocket square. The grey really made the silver in his eyes pop out beautifully. His cufflinks held the Venscothi crest which made me smile because they embraced that part of my identity without even questioning it. A beautiful silver baccara rose was pinned to his lapel. Xander’s tuxedo was navy with a black cummerbund, the same cufflinks as Kai, and a black pocket square. The same type of silver baccara rose was also pierced to his lapel.