Airy's lips were stolen back up into a fearsomly passionate kiss as he stood up, easily collecting her in his arms to turn and set her back down, sliding his cock out of her as he did so.

"In a minute, I want you to stick that ass in the air, mon amour, legs apart so I can see your sweet cunt, mm? But first, kneel on the floor. Keep your hands on your thighs, no touching." His pants were shucked off as he spoke, cock glistening with her juices as he moved and once he was free of them, he headed over to his drug cabinet and threw it open, pulling open a drawer.

Inside, there were all sorts of toys he'd picked up on the side, ready for just such an occasion. A strand of anal beads was picked up, as well as some nipple clamps that were more appropriate for Airy's starting level before he knicked a bottle of oil and headed back her way. The string was held out to her with a command "Hold these," so he could set the oil down and squat to her level.

Dark eyes studied hers as skillful fingers pulled, pinched, and gently twisted her nipples into pert nubs.

"Tell me again Airy. Tell me you want this. Moi." So long as she answered in the positive, his hands would keep moving, expertly dressing her breasts with the silver clamps.