Vivian's POV
A tremor of excitement coursed through me as the leather wrapped around my second ankle.
My body throbbed relentlessly, writhing as his promises took root in my thoughts.
"What's our safe word?" I whispered.
Liam remained silent for a moment. He moved to the bed's edge instead. My eyes tracked his movements, turning as far as the spreader bar permitted.
His hand vanished behind the headboard, searching for something hidden there.
Then came a noise.
A gentle click, then a quiet mechanical hum that made every hair on my neck rise in alert.
"What's that sound?" I questioned. Despite trying to sound confident, my voice wavered.
I strained to see more, watching as the headboard began to...
part open while the humming grew louder.
What type of headboard had this kind of mechanism?
My pulse accelerated, blood rushing past my ears as chains lowered from the newly revealed compartment. Black leather restraints dangled from each chain's end.
