She looked down at the cuff on her wrist and gave a shudder of fear and excitement as she felt its snug grip on her flesh.
There was no hope of slipping it over her hand and she knew then, that without the key, she would never be able to take the thing off.
Slave heat ignited in her belly and she gave a gasp of helpless arousal as her brain pictured her bound in steel manacles and as her eyes widened in shock, Tom snapped the second cuff on her left wrist.
“Hands behind your back, slave,” he ordered and as Cassie hesitated, snapped. “Do it, slave, unless you want me to whip you.”
She knew he would and with a shiver of fear, thrust her wrists behind her.
A padlock clicked shut and her arms were held, only able to move apart about an inch.
“Get it over with, slave,” Tom told her cheerf
