"Bending over it is," he says agreeably, releasing his hold around her middle and bringing the nipple clamps to him with a thought, pinching first one nipple into hardness and clamping it and then the other, listening to her gasps.

"For extra stimulation," he tells her, finally letting her go entirely after a brief tug at both clamps. "Go bend over the table."

The table that has just been cleared of the toys that hadn't been already used.