Off the cuff

by Molly Moore
Molly with cuffed wrist across her chest and bare breast. cuffs

I love it when you put the cuffs on me. I love watching your face as you concentrate on the task at hand, threading the leather through the loops and tightening them around my wrists. For those brief moments you are absorbed in the task, in me. Then you spin them around my wrist and give them a tug to make sure you have them just right; Not too tight as to be uncomfortable and definitely not too loose so that I can slip my hands out of them when you are not watching. There is a powerful intimacy in this act, I am giving myself up to you and you are making me ready for you.

Anticipation throbs through my body. The cuffs don’t come out for no reason. They come out because you have plans that include them, maybe even need them. They are a statement of intent which says you are mine, you will take this, I will make you.

What comes next?

That is for you to know and me to find out…

I love it when you put the cuffs on me. It makes me wet.

Molly with cuffed wrist across her chest and bare breastBoobday Badge

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Lola January 8, 2017 - 8:26 am

So tantalizing, Molly. It feels like a beautiful bloom of possibility. Lucky, lucky. ?

Lolaxo

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