Out of his daydream

After a moment, though, he knew he had to stop—or he wouldn't be able to. He stood up and looked down at the Kitten's trembling body. She turned her head away and closed her eyes as her breasts rose and fell with the effort of breathing. He sighed deeply, savoring her scent and scent. It must be now. He pulled out the drawer attached to the desk.

“You are beautiful, Kitten,” Eric said. Then he took out two hands. She didn't open her eyes but still cowered at the sound of the cuffs. “I was very, very obedient. I hope you will continue like that.” He cuffed her right wrist to the table in the most comfortable way and smiled when she finally opened her eyes to look at him with wide, curious brown eyes. "I didn't resist," he said with a beaming smile. “I am impressed.”

She hesitated when he reached for her left wrist, but then her arm relaxed and her breathing quickened. Once he had locked her handcuffs, he reached out and ran his index finger over the side of her nipple. His “boy” tw