Harley peppered his chest with bruises, teased his nipples between her teeth until they were stiff and red, all the while keeping the hand on his cock maddeningly loose and slow. If he let go of the headboard for even a second she stopped immediately and grabbed a belt to tie him to the iron rails.

If he was good and patient, or at least tied up with no choice in the matter, she would soon have her fill of teasing him and go to the closet to open the box of toys Jonathan had hidden there. She hummed cheerfully and tunelessly as she picked through the goodies and selected a simple bullet vibrator. Grinning, she clicked on the lowest setting and crawled back on the bed where she straddled his legs and lightly pressed the toy to the base of his cock.

"Green, yellow, or red?"