Alpha Aera
Aera asks, beginning to really get into it.
"Hm," I murmur, eyeing each item. Would it hurt to give it a try? No. If anything, it would be fun. What the hell, I would let myself enjoy. "This," I announce, pointing to a bar that had cuffs on either side of it and cuffs in the middle. "And," I continue, scanning the various whips that rested around the bar. "This," I giggle, settling on a flogger.
Nodding, Aera reaches out and grabs the items, then carries me back to the bed. When we reach, he throws me down and spreads my legs wide before placing the bar I picked between them and cuffing each of my ankles.
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