"Put on the shackles." I gaped at him, not believing his request. "Put. On. The shackles." I obeyed him the second time, and he gently lowered me to sit on his desk. The feel of the cold desk so close to my cunt made me want to writhe and find the perfect angle, as the sensation of having my wrists bound seemed almost electric to me. My hands were folded in my lap as the anticipation had waves of desire coursing through my body as I waited for Severus to do something... anything.