She gets you ready to “serve”.

“Lie down on the bed,” Lady Grace tells you.

As you do so, she opens one of her drawers and pulls something out with a clink of metal. You glance over to see what she’s picked out.

Unsurprisingly, she’s carrying handcuffs. A bit more surprisingly, she’s carrying four pairs of them. But you quickly come to understand what she’s thinking as she cuffs your wrists and ankles to the bed’s four posts, leaving you locked in a spread-eagled position with your erect dick sticking straight up at the ceiling.

“Perfect,” Lady Grace murmurs, and swings one elegant leg over to straddle you. Your shaft brushes up against her dripping snatch, and you let slip a needy whimper as she teasingly rubs her labia against your cock, smearing it with her arousal. She lifts up her hips and positions herself just right…