I couldn't focus on my work, I glanced down at my newly ruined mechanical pencil. Who was this guy? My mind kept wandering to the mysterious guy that ...ad been haunting all my normal hangouts. This man had been in and out of my little circle of friends for weeks now. I honestly couldn't get him out of my mind. I first noticed him in the Quad just sitting there in the shade reading a book. Then I saw him in the food court eating dinner. Now, he was a few rows down from me, sitting at a table. She made to move, to roll onto her side, but could not. Her hands had been tied above her head and anchored to the bed frame. Her pleas for help were muffled by a gag in her mouth, while a blindfold forbade her from being able to see. ‘Hush, my child. Peace be with you,’ Father Sanders said quietly. She felt the bed shift as he settled his weight onto it, sitting on the edge. When he reached out to touch her face, it startled her. ‘This is nothing against you personally, Miss Harper, please. Jane slapped the delicate target smartly, making the cheeks wobble sweetly; a red hand mark blossomed across the sissy’s bottom.“How dare you do as you please! What must our guests think of a sissy who does not wait for confirmation from her betters and keeps those guests waiting as well? I think we’ll be seeing this gentleman again tomorrow; I think he should cane you!” Bella looked up at Jane and the man with eyes that welled with the sting of her mistress’s hand. The man could not believe. I felt the bed rise up as I heard Jason move away. My body ached for more, more of the sensation of being driven to the edge. It didn’t want to stop so suddenly, but it knew better than to beg out loud. In my blurriness I could smell the familiar smell of amber and spices. I heard another match being lit and then being blown out. Shortly after the scent of something sweet joined the smells in the room. I heard Jason blowing out a flame of some sort before I felt the bed move again. I felt.