Chapter 292. Don’t Bother Saying You Don’t

Once Nathan’s manicure was done, he sighed and said, “I suppose that now that you’re done with my fingers, you’re going to want to cut my toenails next...?”

“You’re so smart,” Crystal replied sarcastically. “Not! I wouldn’t touch your smelly feet with a ten-foot pole!”

Nathan’s eyes lit up when he heard that.

“So, can we start?”

Crystal pretended to think about it, and then she said, “I don’t think it is a good idea. You have serious injuries, and you should not be overexerting yourself. We could still do it, but I would need to do all the work. To prevent your hands and legs from moving, I would have to tie you up. How does that sound?”

“It sounds great,” Nathan replied. He was into BDSM, and she knew it.

Crystal nodded and encouraged him to lay spread-eagle so that she could bind him to the bed with her stockings. Once he was secured, she climbed on top of him, and she got a little surprise when his swollen member booped her between her butt che