After each show the stage is reset to the opening of the play, in this case a huge chaise longue and bean-bag-type beds. She stood quietly in the midd...e of it all with a huge smile on her face. "Oh my God," she whispered. "This is amazing, I'm so excited, and you get to do this all the time!" I walked up beside her and said in a mock-Shakespearean voice, "My princess awaits me, amongst the bowers, in a bed" - why did I say that? I don't know, I just thought it'd be something silly and flirty to. She then stood up, squeezed my cock and left me on the couch."You look so surprised and astonished, princess."My face was filled with puzzlement. Wait, had she just called me 'princess?' I was thinking about retaliating. But, I calmed myself. Maybe, hopefully, this was just some kinky game.She took a shot of something and then fed one to me as well, rum. She sat on my lap again and resumed kissing my neck, ears, and lips.She was so hot, I was submitting to her will. I was now her malleable. It's more rubble. You sigh and palm your pounding head, patting down your body to make sure you're still in one piece.Limbs, check. Organs, check. Memories... spotty. In fact, you can hardly remember what you were fighting, much less how you ended up in this particular spot. You don't have time to think about this, though, as the sound of a vehicle fills the air. From this distance, and with your eyes yet to adjust to the whole 'not being unconscious' fad that your body had recently taken up,. AbeHe hadn't seen her in too long and he missed her control acutely, as if he were missing a limb. There hadn't been any falling out, just a battle of schedules, and it was frustrating them both.Finally, an opening had materialized, and they were both going to be free and in-town on Sunday. He begged, and she agreed to see him. He took her out to dinner at a wonderful new restaurant of her choosing. As usual, she signalled that she was ready to go when she asked for his wallet. He didn't.