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I start to follow Joe but stop, remembering that they share everything, and decide instead to follow Herry instead. I enter the room behind him, and I find him waist for me behind the door. I gasp, giggling as he grabs my naked body around the waist and pulls me close. He wraps his hands around my waist. I giggle as he kissed my neck.

Then he surprises me by showing off some of the devices he has made. Some are intriguing, but some I feel myself nod. Then he gets to something that surprises me and makes me wish I had been listening to a little closer to what he was saying, my mind suddenly engaging when I hear him say '...Magnetic handcuffs'

I pause, trying to look relaxed and nonchalant as he shows them to me, extending them as though he wants me to put them on. As my mind races, trying to catch up with the conversation. In an attempt to hide my confusion, I extend my arms for him, believing he wants to put them on me.

I see him smile, his face showing both disbelief mixed with excitement. Just as I wonder if I have made a wrong call, I hear Harry speak up, "You want me to use them on you, perhaps as a demonstration? Talk about being open to new ideas! Ok, I can appreciate that." I wash, as he pulls my arms up over my head, kissing me on the lips as he attaches the handcuffs together around my writs. I feel them latch onto the metal roof of the birth. I try to move my arms, but can't.

I see him smile grow, before circling around behind me, before saying, "See? Just as I went over before, they use magnets to connect to each other, but that can also be used to link them to other magnetic objects, such as the ceiling of this room. To my surprise, he tickles me, helpless to him thanks to the cuffs.

I laugh, enjoying the attention. It lasts only a few moments before his hands come to rest on me, one on my back, the other tracing down between the space between my breasts. He kissed my neck, eliciting a laugh of excitement from me. His hand travels to my breast then, caressing it with the fingers and palm of his hand, using his thumb to casually message my nipple back and forth. I moan softly at his touch, feeling his hand on the small of my back descend slowly to my rear, caressing it before squeezing it gently. Well, gently at first, but stronger and further later on. I moan louder as he does that, unwilling and unable to stop him. I moan again, my voice raspy with exhilaration and excitement, despite it all.

I feel his body pressed against mine, his hands working me over in all the right ways to excite me. I feel his hand move from my ass then, around my thigh and hip to my clit, rubbing it softly, and coming away wet. He then spoke in my ear then, 'my my, you really like this, don't you? You want me to take you like this, hmm? Far be it from me to disappoint. Don't worry, you'll get a share in my passions too."

He casually circled around me then, stopping behind me. I hear his pants drop-down, and soon feel his rod rubbing against my clit. My legs spread for him, as a moan escapes from my lips, louder than before. I moan again, as I feel the tip enter into me, my body ready to orgasm at any moment. my breathing growing more rapid, short breaths as I wait for him to enter me.

I don't need to wait long before he puts his hand on my side and thrusts himself deep into me. I moan loudly then, as I feel the hard shaft enter me. His right hand moved up to my breast, as he thrusts again into me from behind, his body close to mine. I'm helpless to him, but find myself not caring so long as he takes me there.

My moans turn in to shouts as his next thrust goes balls deep into me. I orgasm the moment the impact on my skin, sending shivers up and down my spine. I feel his vice-like grip holding on to me, grabbing me around the waist with one hand and my breast in the other. I moan loudly then, enjoying the stimulation as his thrusts become regular, each one raising my desire, my lust, to new heights.

The orgasms are coming more frequently also, and it's not long before I feel he has increased in speed. Soon, he has accelerated to a break-neck pace, thrusting deep and hard each time into me. My moans become almost continuous at that point, as I'm taken in his birth, naked, helpless, and most of all, desiring for more.

I climax as just as he shoots a load inside of me, slowing down some to release it all into me before pulling out. My breath is ragged and heavy, and I find the feeling of having the warmth inside me invigorating, as I hang from the ceiling via his hand-made cuffs.

He pulls out a camera then and casually starts snipping photos of me, naked and helpless, as I catch my breath. he does two full circuits of me, before sitting down on the bed and going over it. Eventually, I feel my legs shake as I continue to be stretched to my utmost, my legs spread wide, and yet I can't bring my legs under me. I look down, as see a similar cuff on each of my ankles, each one connected to the wall of the birth.

After a moment, he looks up from the pictures and says, 'ah, good. You have noticed the leg restraints. They work the same way as the arm cuffs and can bond to each other or other metallic materials, such as I have done here. I wonder how long you can stay like that should I leave you that way for a whille?". He says with a sly look on his face.

I keep silent and quietly observe as he sighs, gets up, and turns off the cuffs with a click on his phone. "I'd play this out longer, but it's late, and we should sleep. Here, come to bed." I nod, as we lay down on the bed next to each other. I feel him take the cuffs off, and then I feel myself relax against him as we fall asleep.