Mastering Kyla (Stone Cellar Erotica) - Plot & Excerpts
He helped her to her feet and led her to the strange piece of furniture she’d noticed earlier. He positioned her at one end of the sawhorse and pointed at the two lower padded ledges. “Put your knees there and bend over the bench.” “Yes, sir.” Kyla placed her knees on the padded ledges and leaned over the top of the sawhorse—bench—whatever it was, placing her hands on the leather padding that covered it. “No,” Jackson said. He put his hand between Kyla’s shoulder blades and pushed her firmly down so that her entire torso, from her chest to her mound, was pressed against the leather. “Now, put your hands here.” Jackson pointed to the other padded ledges on the side nearest to Kyla’s head. She found that they were at the perfect height for her to rest her forearms against them, curling her hands over the front edge as he directed. Jackson knelt down in front of her and strapped her wrists to the bench with those leather cuffs. Then he walked around behind her. He took one of her feet in his hands and slid her knee forward until the top of her foot was touching the frame of the bench.
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