The Master's Child
"You look good, Charlotte, but of course, just now, these belong to Cara, don't they. I'll look forward to being able to enjoy full use of them again."
He continues his journey, his palms flat, tight over the line of my waist and hip, outlining my silhouette with his hands. Brushing over my ass, he nudges at the plug, sending electricity tap-dancing to my clit.
Moving to my thighs, he pauses. At my feet, my Master is cuffing my left ankle. He passes the other cuff to Richard.
Off to the right, Michael is looping chain through a wall hoop. This too, he passes to Richard who clips the cuff around my ankle, the chain to the cuff.
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