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*Juliet's POV*
I walked in and saw Harry sitting on the bed, I immediately came out of little mode, and walked towards him and handed him his chains and ropes. "Thank you beautiful." He said. "You're welcome." "Now come here!" He said. I slowly walked towards him, and he started running his hands up and down my thighs. I played with his hair, until all the sudden he threw me down on the bed. 'I'm used to this' I thought 'We have a safe word it's fine I'll be fine' I giggle quietly, as he ties me to the bedpost. "You stay quiet!" He said. I watch him as he slowly ties my legs down as well, and he starts to pull down my pants. "You're gonna enjoy this almost as much as I will." I just nod nervously, and I stay still. He then reaches for my shirt, and pulls that up to the top of my chest. He slowly starts to caress my nipples, I bite my lip lightly, and feel myself getting wetter. He starts kissing down my body, slowly nearing my panties. I just watch him, since that's all I can do. He reaches the waistband of my panties, looks up at me and says "Wet already? Better be." I look away, and he pulls my panties down, and slowly edges his face towards me. I roll my eyes, not being able to bear the tease. Thank god he doesn't see. "What the fuck are you rolling your eyes for? Now your getting punished to a worse extent." Oh no...

AN: Sorry for the short chapters, i'm new to this :(

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