Glancing over my shoulder to make sure we were still alone, I carefully slipped my phone out of my pocket and took a few pictures.While the sign said no pictures, I assumed it was for the manufacturing floor, but I would still be cautious.
“Let’s move to another piece.”I guided her as I put my phone away.“This is another type of spanking bench.”I gestured to the two-step spanking bench.
“I’m guessing I would kneel on the lower piece and rest my upper body on the upper one?”Her voice was soft.
“Yes.”At least this one had the correct padding in place.
“This looks a bit more comfortable than the other one.What does one do with their arms once they’re kneeling with their upper body resting on the top?”
“You can let them hang down, or they can be restrained.”Oh man, to see her restrained naked on this piece of equipment would be a sight.Stop.If I kept this up, I was never going to get rid of this hard-on.“See the D rings screwed into the wood.”I leaned forward and fingered one of the rings.“This wood is cracked.”
Valerie tilted her head.“The crack runs all the way through.”
Damn.This wasn’t good.I ran my finger over the wood.It didn’t feel right to me.It was more than just a crack.“Touch the wood and tell me what you think.”
She ran her finger over the material.“It feels different from the other one.Rougher and… I don’t know…harder, if that makes sense.”
Looking over at the other spanking horse, it was apparent the wood used was different.That happened, but I didn’t like this.Inconsistencies could lead to problems.Being careful, I took more pictures.“Let’s look at another piece.”Taking her hand, I led her over to the bondage chair.
“This looks scary.”
“I can see that from your perspective.”I inspected the wood, and everything looked good.Glancing back at the other two pieces, this one was yet another kind of wood.
Even though the construction looked good.I was curious why another type of wood had been used.It could be a supply problem.Even Marcus had issues with suppliers.“This is a bondage chair.Your arms can be restrained to the cross bar and your legs restrained to the movable legs.”
“That would leave a person open to anything.”
“Yes.”My body heated thinking about all the things I could do to Valerie on the chair.
“And the chair could be used on either a man or woman.”
“Yes.”Once again our shoulders touched, and I placed my fingers on her wrist.Her pulse throbbed.
“So.”She twisted her wrist until her fingers closed over mine.“I could take this restraint”—Valerie touched the leather restraint with her free hand—“fasten it around your wrists, and you’d be at my mercy.”
Excitement flowed through me at the image she painted.Her leaning over me to secure my wrists in the restraints, her breasts brushing my face, and all I could think of was nuzzling them.“You could if I let you.I don’t like being restrained.”
It was one of the major things I found out when I was training under a Dom.
Her voice dropped to a whisper.“Who says I’m going to give you a choice?”She ran her fingers over the inside of my arms where no one could see.A shiver traveled over my skin.
“Valerie.”The Dominant in me was activated.I was in control, wasn’t I?
A smile played around her lips.“You’d look so good restrained where I can have some fun.Just think, Lucas, me in front of you with your legs spread.You cock stiff waiting to see what I would do next.I straddle you and play with you to my heart’s content.”
My unruly cock pressed hard against my jeans as if agreeing with her.I was going to lose it.No, I couldn’t allow that to happen.We were in public for goodness sake, and who knew who might be watching.
“You hair is always so nice and silky.How would it feel against my skin as I ran my hands through it?”
“You’re playing a dangerous game.”I could barely get the words out.
“Am I?”Her warm breath brushed my cheek.“Having you tied up would give me the chance to study you without you stopping me.”
“When have I ever stopped you from touching me?”I shifted on my feet.
Valerie tilted her head.“You haven’t, but then again, who says you wouldn’t keep me restrained and tease me?”
“Don’t give me ideas.”As if I didn’t already have them.
