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Mudano never brought it up on his own volition, so how exactly did it come to this situation? In fact, it was you who brought up bondage in the bedroom. Initially, it was something you really wanted to try. Mudano however? He wasn't particularly against it but there was a certain risk to bondage and he wasn't someone who would willingly put you to risk.

Some persuasion had to be done on your part. You were so certain that he would master it so well. Little, did you know that your man had taken his enemies hostage countless times, so interrogating people in various ways was no new experience for him.

Eventually, you succeeded by saying how he could teach you ways to escape. Naturally that entails getting used to the feeling first. Of course he knew it was just an excuse to have it your way. In the back of his mind sat a tinge of discomfort but he'd oblige if it was your wish.

He had never done this to someone who wasn't on the opposing side. Mudano's hands held the leathery restraints hesitantly - albeit experienced. Twirling his fingers around the restraints, he made sure to be aware of how tight he could fasten it.

"I will ask you again. Are you sure about this?" he looks at your naked form and asks, fingertips ghosting over your bare stomach and chest. The lightness of his touch, in combination with your sense of sight being robbed away, made goosebumps rise on your skin.

"Yes, I'm ready," you breathe out. And that's all he needs to know.

"I'll reward you," Mudano announces, "if you manage to escape from these restraints while I distract you."

A yelp escapes from your mouth as you felt his warm hands grabbing your hips. He works fast, flipping you on your stomach and fastening the restraints around your ankles and wrists.

After making sure the shackles are securely in place, he adds, "If you cum before that, I'll deduce points."

Fingers slowly moving down your ass, he made sure you felt the cold metal of the ring around his fingers too. A reminder not to play around with him too much. He didn't like it when people played with his patience.

His fingers spread the slick that had accumulated around your entrance. It was unbelievable how Mudano was already chipping away at your ability to think straight.

"Let's begin then. You have ten minutes."