Nadia's POV

He leads me by the leash across the dungeon floor. My legs are still shaky from the orgasm on his tongue, and his cum is still dripping down my chin onto my breasts.

I feel filthy, exposed, and more alive than I’ve ever felt.

“On the bench, face down,” Killian orders.

I obey without hesitation, climbing onto the padded leather surface. He straps my wrists into the leather cuffs on either side, then spreads my legs and locks my ankles to the bench legs.

I’m completely immobilized — ass raised high, tits pressed against the cool leather, pussy exposed and dripping. I can’t move anything except my fingers...