If so, she told me nothing about it. I tend to believe she was a “good girl”, although she knows as well as I do how much I would have enjoyed her...stories if she had been a bit more adventurous.A few months after I returned, I carefully brought up the subject of trying out the swapping scene at least once more. She didn’t reject the idea, but she didn’t warm to it with the enthusiasm I would have preferred. But after a while and with some carefully engineered encouragement and incentives, she. We?re going to the mall. You?re going to get a few girly accessories. You are going to be left alone, but never far enough away from this remote. Remember that if you try anything funny we will just turn the remote on and leave it on. You will die long before you get any help. You are also not to say a word to anyone. Be warned that one of the clerks is a good friend of ours and will tell us. You are to give everyone this card.? Jane handed me a business card. I read it. ?Hi, my name. She was so busy moaning, rubbing and daydreaming about being gagged and whipped, she didn’t hear the first cough from the old gentlemen and his, ”Madame?”His second louder, “Madame!” getting her attention.“And Madame I said to ‘touch yourself’, not to cum in my entry way. Please save your orgasms for the gentlemen ready to punish you in the club. I am going to let them know you deserve a little extra tonight.” He said with a stern look on his face.Rachel gulped and then blushed deeply. She. .. yeah no there actually are rules, the rules of the site that is, but other than that, I guess just no real fucked up shit that is just distasteful I guess. Btw, I'm gonna act like a tyrant, if I do have control over posts in this "story", so if something doesn't fit my narrow point of view of the world, and I actually feel like it, I'm probably gonna try to delete it. Will I? I don't know.Anyways, this will just be the hub page, the seed where all of your daydreams, nightmares, fleeting.