Like the look in your eyes the cuffs are raw and harsh, encircling my wrists with their unforgiving grip. Unlike other cuffs these restraints are not about comfort, they are not meant to be nice, they are meant to mean and powerful. You want me in my place and you want me to know.The handcuffs are on and the mood is set.
We have a number of cuffs in our collection, bondage is something we both get off on but the handcuffs, the basic metal ones are not used that often. The leather cuffs and the rounded metal cuffs can act as a form of bondage without being overly intrusive . My mind and body can then focus on whatever else is happening whereas the handcuffs are not as subtle, they will rub at the tender skin on my wrists. They become part of the moment. Have you ever tried to struggle against them? There is a reason they are like this of course. They are designed to imprison and to subdue. You fight and struggle against handcuffs, especially the Police issue ones and your wrists know about it. Handcuffs know their job and they are good at it.
Of course the point is that he knows this too and I know that when the handcuffs appear they appear for a reason. Sometimes he wants it to be hard, he wants to push and test. Multiple sensation to confuse and overload my body making me fly high on the endorphins. Sometimes rather than being restrained I am meant to be imprisoned.
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