A taster. This is the first femdom erotica story from my book. Enjoy.
She beckoned him onto the bed. He scrambled up quickly.
“On your stomach, spread-eagled,” she said.
He stretched out on the bed face down and waited. She moved around the bed, gently putting the heavy leather cuffs on his wrists and ankles, and attaching them to the bedposts, barely touching him. The only sounds in the room were his breathing and the gentle clink of the buckles and clips as she attached them.
- Biting Him, from Domme Chronicles: Erotic tales of love, passion, & domination