"Exactly like that," Liam agreed."Exactly like that," Liam agreed. "And now I think we'll just start with the gag. I'm sure I'll think of something suitable." He turned away, rummaging through her drawers once more, and let her wonder just what he had in mind. Liam had a way with gags - gags that were never uncomfortable but always effective...and fetching, she reminded herself. Always fetching. When he tuned back to her, his hands overflowed with particolored silk scarves, and Cynthia's eyes glowed. Of all the gags she had sampled (and they were many), scarves were her favorite. There was something especially sensual about the feel of silk between her teeth and filling her mouth at the same moment. And a scarf gag could be shucked in a hurry if she were to experience any trouble breathing - not that she ever had - which made them both feel better about them. "Open wide wench!" Liam commanded laughingly, and she obeyed eagerly, opening her lips as he packed her mouth with lightly wadded silk. |