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You move your arm before something stops you. You look to see a chain on your wrist connected to a hook on the wall.
It’s happening.
Your heart drops as you sit up. But chained to the wail as you pant
this was happening.
”Morning, baby.” Croaks a low voice, you look to see Bucky Barnes, exactly dressed like Steve Kemp with a lopsided grin.
OR:
How learning not to be ashamed of a dark kink of yours leads to a very special day with your husband, Bucky Barnes.