We kidnapped, tortured and violated one decent gentleman–last week.We-that is my friend Alexia and I.
Does that sound terrible? Honestly we let him go afterwards, He will remember nothing-absolutely nothing.
But then we enjoyed it all 100 %
Alexia and I were bored on Saturday and as it was a day off we had a wonderful idea for passing it enjoyably.
It was decided to go out for a walk and have cocktails. We chose the bar of the "L...." hotel. It was near home and would be easy to get there by foot.
A few steps from our goal we noticed a lonely-looking guy standing at the entrance to the hotel.
We hatched a plan that very second. Sometimes my friend and I understand each other without words-and so it was that time.
Coming up the staircase I stumbled and made as if I'd twisted my ankle. Alexia supported me by the arm to stop me falling and I winced from pain and surprise.
The guy reacted quickly and and immediately offered his help.
What a kind and gallant gentleman.
Alexia asked him if he'd be so kind as to escort us home-as it wasn't far , well-just round the corner.
–Well of course he could– he was there to help if need be.
I can be a good actress, readers, and all the more so to give the impression that it was very painful and I could not walk without pain (a couple of fibs!) We both knew what would happen later.
Simply at that moment we had to make a little effort.
He was so kind. and we got to know each other a little better on the way. Alexia mentioned significantly that she had recently been reading a exciting book with something about BDSM in it, and how did our new acquaintance feel about such things? It appeared that he had a healthy curiosity about the subject and at some point it might be interesting to try .
Just then we arrived back at home and as thanks for his help we invited him in for a glass of wine and also have a look at my leg . Our companion accepted our offer with pleasure.
So we went in. The trap snapped shut behind him. Immediately the necessity of pretence fell away and I ceased limping. Magically my foot was no longer painful.
Our companion was astonished but made an effort not to appear so, as he took a glass of wine from Alexia's hand. I think my inventive friend managed to slip a couple of interesting ingredients into his drink to relax him :)
Dope! He didn't know what he had fallen into.
Does that sound terrible? Honestly we let him go afterwards, He will remember nothing-absolutely nothing.
But then we enjoyed it all 100 %
Alexia and I were bored on Saturday and as it was a day off we had a wonderful idea for passing it enjoyably.
It was decided to go out for a walk and have cocktails. We chose the bar of the "L...." hotel. It was near home and would be easy to get there by foot.
A few steps from our goal we noticed a lonely-looking guy standing at the entrance to the hotel.
We hatched a plan that very second. Sometimes my friend and I understand each other without words-and so it was that time.
Coming up the staircase I stumbled and made as if I'd twisted my ankle. Alexia supported me by the arm to stop me falling and I winced from pain and surprise.
The guy reacted quickly and and immediately offered his help.
What a kind and gallant gentleman.
Alexia asked him if he'd be so kind as to escort us home-as it wasn't far , well-just round the corner.
–Well of course he could– he was there to help if need be.
I can be a good actress, readers, and all the more so to give the impression that it was very painful and I could not walk without pain (a couple of fibs!) We both knew what would happen later.
Simply at that moment we had to make a little effort.
He was so kind. and we got to know each other a little better on the way. Alexia mentioned significantly that she had recently been reading a exciting book with something about BDSM in it, and how did our new acquaintance feel about such things? It appeared that he had a healthy curiosity about the subject and at some point it might be interesting to try .
Just then we arrived back at home and as thanks for his help we invited him in for a glass of wine and also have a look at my leg . Our companion accepted our offer with pleasure.
So we went in. The trap snapped shut behind him. Immediately the necessity of pretence fell away and I ceased limping. Magically my foot was no longer painful.
Our companion was astonished but made an effort not to appear so, as he took a glass of wine from Alexia's hand. I think my inventive friend managed to slip a couple of interesting ingredients into his drink to relax him :)
Dope! He didn't know what he had fallen into.
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