The countdown timer is still ticking away in the back of my mind, but I push it aside, focusing on the sensation of the water on my skin. He smiles again, his eyes glinting with amusement, and I can sense a thrill of excitement emanating from him. He chuckles softly. I could feel the heat of his body against mine, the softness of his skin against my own. “You remember how I explained the biometrics in the collar?” he asks, his voice soft and soothing. I reach out, my hand closing around the cool plastic, and squeeze a small amount of gel into my palm. The room feels warm and intimate, and I can’t help but feel a sense of contentment wash over me. I bite my lip, trying to contain the moans that threaten to escape. “That’s it, toy,” he purred, his voice low and seductive.
