She raised an eyebrow at him and took a wicked looking pair of leather hand sleeves, a kind of a monosleve meant to secure hands behind his back, she made her way their and forced Jules hands back behind his back she was somehow much more forceful then ever before, no playful tease no purr in her voice<br/><br/>She pushed him forward thords a chest on the floor it was heavy wood and iron with a bolt and pad locks. “That” she agreed “You also neglected to wipe the bottle, bring it on a tray or bring glasses” her voice was hard and cool. She pushed Jules down to sit on the chest as she went in search of something’s finally returning with a large ball gag that she forced in his mouth without any words. A pair of heavy weighted nipple clamps and she pulled the straps of his cock bindings tight.<br/><br/>Her nails gripped him so hard from time to time that she left marks, then taking him by the hair she lifted and spun him around  pulling the bonds around his breasts tighter. She shoved him the anal plug and with a knee on his back she applied a light blue grease to it. And then pushed it inside of him mercilessly and slowly, the substance lubricated some what but only a moment later a cool tingling feeling began that only grew stronger before she spun him around and applied a dose of the same to his cock and breasts.<br/><br/>Pushing Jules to the side she opened the chest and pointed “Inside” her voice was cold again no playful purr or smile not even a grin or giggle. The chest was just large enugh for him to kneel down in it pressing his breasts to knees, the lid would press down on his hands.<br/>