I want to hand my pretty toy a spreader bar with ankle cuffs as I loom above him in thigh highs and heels. I want to wait to watch the smile bloom and an eager jump to start putting it on only to tut softly "ah ah ah, love that's for me". I want to lean over and kiss that cute, soft forehead. "Go on then."
One the spreader bar is secure I'll hand over the handcuffs. "Now these are for you, sweetling. Be an absolute dear and put them on, but make sure that the connector chain is underneath the spreader bar."
Then I want to caress that beautiful face and run my fingers through that feathery soft hair before smiling just shy of cruel. "Let's see if you stretch just right if you can lick me weak-legged, pretty pet."
Squeeze your balls and thank Feminism whilst doing it.
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