I saw her on the terrace, writing in her diary, and she seemed so vulnerable. I lowered a necklace, and she looked up, uncertain but not frightened. Later, she put on the choker and then the cuffs herself, not finding it dangerous; then she seemed to realize, or perhaps sense, what it meant. Then she stood there, leather skirt, blouse, choker, necklace - so beautiful.
Thanks to Draco to act for this grandiose little story - have fun to see all photos....
Thanks to Draco to act for this grandiose little story - have fun to see all photos....
Why ever she trusted me and take the collar at her neck. More to come
She quickly wrote something in her diary with the collar around her neck.
She quickly took the handcuffs and fastened them to her arm – focused and without resistance.
In the first moment with arms cuffed together and the collar with the chain she was insecure, but not unhappy...
Now that her hands were secured to the necklace, doubts crept in: what am I doing here?
I let her stand up and there she stood in her leather miniskirt, in cowboy boots with her hands tied to her necklace - a powerful pose.
