“Let me see you in that new harness,” he said, as he walked past her into the other room.
She pulled out the harness he’d bought her last night: black leather collar with a leather sternum, chains draped like a rib cage. The chains fastened in the back, around the middle, and the collar had to be cinched and padlocked.
He returned and stood in the doorway. She held the harness against her body, the cold chains making her nipples harden, and went to him willingly, padlock in her outstretched palm. He turned her around and gently fastened her in. She didn’t know where he put the keys. She didn’t care.
He pushed her up against the bed and kissed her neck, panting into her ear while he tied her hands together with a silk restraint. She was already wet from all the excitement, and the cold chains were a nice contrast against the heat he was pressing against her from behind. He crouched down, grabbed her ass in both hands, and buried his face and tongue into her. He used his hands to gently rub her clit while he used his tongue on her pussy and ass, and she moaned along happily. When she was dripping wet, he unzipped his pants to reveal his pulsing hard cock. He rubbed himself back and forth across her pussy until she asked him to -please- fuck her. He slid his dick deep into her and felt her pussy tighten around him. He pushed her down into the bed sheets, and pulled her restrained hands back behind her while he kept thrusting.