I pick you up at a bar, whisper kinky things in your ear - of my handcuff fetish - it so turns me on to hear the clicking - wanna come back to my room? Oh no, poor boys. Poor, poor silly wanted boys. I don't blame you. You ran into a perfect trap. Better men than you have been locked in my shackles, too.

I pick you up at a bar, whisper kinky things in your ear - of my handcuff fetish - it so turns me on to hear the clicking - wanna come back to my room? Oh no, poor boys. Poor, poor silly wanted boys. I don't blame you. You ran into a perfect trap. Better men than you have been locked in my shackles, too.