Mark Lynnes

me and points to the table, saying "lean over and hold the legs." I take a couple breaths to steady myself and then stand up, making my way carefully over to the table and glance at You, letting a squeak loose when I glance over and Your eyebrow is raised, standing waiting for me to follow orders. I lean down, gasping as the cool surface of the table hits my nipples and tummy, reaching forward to grip the table legs and spreading my legs to match the back ones. You move closer and reach out, tracing a finger down my spine and smirking again as I arch up against Your touch, while maintaining my grip on the table. Reaching down under the table, You pull out four small bungee cords with small hooks on the ends. Taking one at a time