"It's all right. You don't have to do anything you are uncomfortable with." Tom smiled, reassuringly. "Just watch if you like. It is performance art." He winked. Tom turned from Jackie and lifted Cat again, up to her knees. "Go get cuffs, Pet." His gave Cat a secret smile - so pleased to be able to put her through her paces - his pet, his toy.

Cat opened a drawer underneath the breakfast bar and took out four wide black leather cuffs, each with a short length of chain snapped to a D ring. Sitting on the floor, she buckled cuffs. There was a proper order for this: her left ankle, her right ankle and then her left wrist. She always had trouble with the right wrist. As she struggled with it, Tom came and fastened it for her.

Tom stood smiling down at her. The he reached down, drawing Cat up by the chains to her wrists - up until she was standing on her tip-toes, her arms high above her. ...

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