“Black leather ankle cuffs” was the answer to the question that Holden had asked, aloud, to himself, and he scurried off to our bedroom closet to retrieve them. I waited patiently, resting on my stomach and trying not to move too much from the way he had positioned me for the photo. I hadn’t had time to reply to him, when he prowled the foot of the bed moments earlier and asked with a playful tone, “Do you know what would look great with that body-stocking…?”
Upon his return to the room, he pushed my knees a bit farther apart and my feet together. I felt the soft narrow leather straps as he wrapped them around my ankles, snaking one end through the buckle and affixing the prong. And then the familiar sensation of the heavy metal clasp securing itself between the two cuff frames. I was still, as if I had another option. He clicked off several shots, circling the bed like a shark with a Canon, occasionally curling up beside me to shoot at his preferred angle with my raised bottom in the foreground and my feet beyond.
He didn’t immediately unlock my ankles when he turned off the camera and placed it on the dresser, which was not a surprise. Later, he would explain that he had forgotten the engrossing allure of the crotchless garment, until he had seen me in all my glory from the foot of the bed. The twenty (?) minute break in the photo session, after these photos were taken, was a blur. I remember not moving very much, aside from squirming and shaking, as he used his hands and mouth to express his gratitude for my cooperation. Fortunately, a short walk to the bath was next.
Happy Friday, everyone! Hope you have a lovely weekend! ~C
Oh the anticipation! I love what these photos imply, which is the basis of all good erotica, and I am going to go away and think of all the implications 😉 p.s. Did I get in before Kerri? 😉 x
Ha, yes, you got in before Kerri this time! 🙂 And as always, I am happy to hear that we triggered some additional thoughts for you! 😉 ~C
Hey, I can’t access your site 🙁 x
Well, that’s terrible news! What kind of error message are you getting? We haven’t had any trouble, ourselves. ~C
It took many tries of it saying it couldn’t access the server but I am in 😉 x
Oh, good! WordPress may have spent some time today working on updates. Connections get dicey when the programmers are programming. 🙂 ~C
If you ever decide to come out with a book on erotica, full of short stories and accompanying photos, THIS needs to go in it. Beautiful shots. Exquisitely written story (ahem… description).
That’s very kind of you, Jackson! I get more creative with caption-writing whenever I’m also reading something particularly compelling. And I’m glad Holden is my editor — He’s great at rearranging my thoughts and making them more concise, rather than an odd jumble of emotions. 🙂 ~C
Jackson wrote it best.
I believe you’re right! 😉 ~C
“He clicked off several shots, circling the bed like a shark with a Canon…” Knowing those shots from other angles exist, but not seeing them, is sweet torture to the imagination.
lol, thank you, but we truly aren’t withholding anything of high quality. These two are definitely the best of the bunch, and he doesn’t even bother to shoot from angles that he knows I wouldn’t want published, if you know what I mean. 😉 ~C
I understand completely. That doesn’t matter to my imagination, though. It, too, circles around like a shark…
🙂
Whoa, the story is as hot as the imagery. (Deep breath) Sexy AF.
Thank y’all so much! It was a pleasure to recall and describe! 🙂 ~C
In this case, the”answer” to a rhetorical question is definitely “Yes!” 😍
Yes, absolutely! I was totally on board with this plan! 😉 ~C