Chapter 375 Frostbite And Fuck Toys Ch2

• The lights weren’t even plugged in yet.
• She lay there, wrists bound behind her back with a strand of white LED bulbs, her arms bent awkwardly against her spine, fingers tingling from the pressure. Another length of wire wound around her thighs, pinning them together. The cord was tight enough to burn slightly when she shifted — not enough to scar, just enough to make her feel it.
• He hadn’t tied her like someone new to it. Damien remembered things.