We don’t want to poke the bears while we are locked in the cage with them,” he whispered before clearing his throat and opening his door. “Let�...s do a little door-knocking and see how far the good Captain and his henchmen let us get.”On the logic that those who live at ground level would not have seen anything through the wall that blocked their view, Johnson suggested starting at the top floor. They got exactly three doors into their door-knocking before a large, imposingly muscular man in a. I set my phone alarm for six and went to sleep.Monday July 6I woke up after less than three hours sleep, and dragged my ass out of bed. I felt like I had been hit by a Mack truck. I guess I wasn't in as good of shape as I thought I was. My thighs and butt hurt from running up and down the hills. My shoulders felt like I was an eighty year old man. My hands ached from doing the pole.I quietly left the room so I could go stand under the hot water in the shower. I smiled when Flee joined me."Why. We learned that he had put off bringing his wife. One of our people had met her, and would only say "the fair Valeria" and giggle. We were innocent of the knowledge that Romania's Revenge was warming up.Sven was also independently wealthy, and had bought a nice condo within walking distance of the office. He had taken up with a very weird technical editor, who kept talking about her shamanic journey. It was generally accepted that ... what was her name? Chris? That'll do ... actually lived in. There was no finger pointing or adolescent giggling.I heard many stories of dominance and submission. People were either spanking someone, or being spanked; whipping someone or being whipped; torturing or being tortured; binding someone or being bound.All were definitely exciting to listen to, and it put me in an erotic state. So when it was my turn to share, I did not hesitate. Talking clearly, I began.?Kneeling naked and on my knees, my hands were cuffed behind me as my Mistress glared down.