I then stood her in front of it and bent her over, lifted her hands backwards over her head and clasped her wrists around the window bar. I handcuff t...em into place and move to her feet. I place the spreader bar between her feet and locked it into place.Next, I blindfolded her and put in the ball gag. It was such a sight.I picked up a short leather whip and began teasing her body with it. I stroked her vagina with it and slid it over her asshole. I felt a slight trembling from her skin as I. ’ Georgia knew she was taking a chance, but she felt a smoldering aura just below the surface, directed at her. ‘Would you like to take a drive in Hyde Park on the morrow then? ‘That would be a delightful excursion indeed, Devon.’ ‘My carriage will be outside after you break your fast in the morning. I will bid you bonne nuit, ma jolie.’ Following those words, Lord Devon, The Duke of Withermoor departed the Stanhope ball. Devon sat back in the plush navy blue velvet cushioned seat in his. Almost. My toes are still cold. Will you rub my feet?" Of course, I will, sweetheart. You stay bundled up and I'll get a warm washcloth to start with. I'll be right back." I kissed her softly and she did a little purr and scrunched herself up as she hugged me. As soon as I was out of bed, she wiggled over to where I'd been lying. I grabbed a pair of pajama pants out of my drawer—kept for those occasions when proper sleepwear was required—and ran downstairs. I followed the same routine I'd used. "Right. And remember how I had my hand in your lap under the table?"I smiled. "Yeah." Well, apparently Melanie saw that. When she and I went to the restroom, she asked me about it. I denied it that night, said I was just reaching for my napkin or some nonsense like that."I nodded, waiting for her to continue."But the next day, I called her, Eddie. I basically confessed the whole thing, told her what you and I had been doing for the past two years, the road trip, everything." You what?" I.