BDSM Oak

She never took her eyes from him. He entered as he should, wearing only ankle and wrist cuffs the leather soft and supple, they fitted him perfectly, no studs or adornments of any kind, he needed none ...

The oak tree was the oldest in his small woodland, perhaps a century in age, roughly double his number of years on Earth. They were quite similar in many ways; large, proud and grounded. He had a thic ...