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Chapter 21 by sara_the_streaker sara_the_streaker

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Astrid strips, you wear the cuffs

"C'mon!" she said. "Pleaasseeee."

Despite her bold proposal, you can tell she's nervous too. She's blushing, and she keeps pulling her shirt down to cover her lacy panties. You feel bad, but there's no way you're going to get naked and put those handcuffs on! You can't imagine how embarrassing it would feel, the cold metal around your wrists as your hard penis sticks out, on full display for Astrid! And who know how long you might be stuck like that... No, there must be some compromise you can work out.

"Umm... maybe I could put the handcuffs on, and you strip?" you say. "I mean, it makes more sense, since you still have two pieces of clothing."

Astrid blushed even more, and thought about how to respond.

"I mean... I guess if I pulled my shirt down, it wouldn't be that big of a deal to not have panties? I mean it's dark... but can you promise not to look?"

"Of course!" you stammer out, awkwardly.

"Okay... can you turn around, please?"

You quickly turn around to give her privacy, and hear the sound of the fabric sliding off her legs as she tosses her panties into the bin.

You turn around, and see her stretching the fabric of her small white t-shirt so it covers her crotch. You can tell it's too small though, and the second she moves her hands her lower half will be on full display!

"Umm Sam?" she says, and you snap back to attention. "Should I like, put these on you now?"

"Oh right!" you say, and turn around, allowing her to cuff you. Even as she does it, you realize that you made a mistake! With your hands cuffed _behind _you're back, you're way more exposed. But it's too late, and you shudder as the cold metal presses against your wrists.

Then you both turn around as you here the metal door sliding open at last! You can't help but sneak a quick look at Astrid as she steps forward - her smooth, pale legs leading to a plump butt that jiggles as she steps forward. You gulp, realizing that you no longer have any good way to cover up your very obvious erection.

"So..." said Astrid. "Should we keep moving?"

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