By Mister-X/Spartan
Spence pulled Brad into the crowded room. He was looking around to see someone that he knew when he heard someone address him from behind.
“Bind-em-tight, looks like you got a new one.”
“Oh, hi, bcman. How ya been?”
“I’ve been fine, but it looks like you’re doing better. Who’s your new sub?”
“This is my roommate at college.”
“You move fast. I see you’ve already lived up to your name with him.” The guy started inspecting Brad.
“His hands are cuffed behind his back, and there’s leather arm binders on. This is a leather top that has no arm holes that is strapped on. Then there’s this coat that has the arm holes seamed over.”
“He must be really into the scene. How did you get him bound up so tight so fast?”
“He’s got a class assignment to go a week without arms to see what kind of life a double amputee has.”
“Wow, that played right into you. Is he turned on by being restrained?”
