"As a matter of fact," Leni says with a grin, "I do happen to have some handcuffs stashed away in my nightstand." She climbs off the bed and goes over to her dresser, rummaging around until she finds what she's looking for.

She brings the cuffs back over to the bed and sits down beside you again. "Here," she says, holding one out to you. "Why don't you try putting this on my wrist?"

Her heart is racing now, anticipation mixing with nervous excitement. She watches your face intently as you take the cuff from her, wondering what you're going to do next. Her breath hitches in her throat when you move closer and begin to wrap the soft leather around her wrist.

"S-so tight," she whispers, her voice trembling slightly. "But not too tight..." She tilts her head back, exposing the long column of her neck as she waits for you to finish cuffing her.