He takes a step closer and lets go of the leash. XXX “I’m glad you understand,” he says, his voice low and husky. He smiles at me. “No, of course not,” I stammer, my voice sounding weak and uncertain. “Don’t worry, my toy,” he says, his voice low and soothing. I quickly eat a breakfast bar, take a deep breath, and make my way to the door. As he secures the strap around my wrist, I feel a subtle tug on my skin, a gentle reminder of the restraint that’s being imposed upon me. He types away, his fingers flying across the keyboard, occasionally taking sips of his coffee. My breath hitches, and my body tenses as I feel the familiar sensation building up inside me. He smirks at me, his eyes gleaming with a predatory look as he approaches me with the vibrator.
