Over to my left, though, is a younger good looking guy holding a can of gas talking on one of those cheap flip phones. He has on a tank top that shows...off some nice muscles and it looks like he is staring at me. That’s flattering for a woman like me, so I just pretend to still be asleep, but kind of reposition myself and turn over onto my stomach with my head to the side so I can keep an eye on him. One of the earbuds slipped a little and I could hear better what was going on. He keeps staring. “Pick a story. You know my favorites, or perhaps one of yours, and read it out loud. If you can get to the end without cumming, I’ll buy you those shoes you’ve had your eye on….” My eyes went a bit wide, having been obsessed with a pair of Elif heels I’d seen at Fluevog’s a few weeks ago. Berry with pink and aqua trim. They looked amazing on me. They were also close to three hundred dollars. That she was offering them up as bet put me on guard. This was a contest she didn’t plan on losing. That. To my right I can hear the sound of a tumble drier and the noise of someone working in what I assume is a laundry room. In the corner to my left, is an open window and I am aware of the receptionist smiling at my predicament. Mia pauses for a moment running her fingers gently along the length of the strap reminiscent of stroking a penis preparing to re start the noisy session of a few moments earlier. In my case, such is the adrenaline rush provoked by the thought of being voyeured, that I. All I am wearing apart from this is a leather hood with openings for my eyes, nose and mouth. I mostly did this to myself, earlier on in the evening, by entering a local gay club rather discreetly – the only person I exchanged a few words with was the doorman who received my overcoat and entrance fee. Instead of going into the upstairs bar, I immediately went down the steps to the dungeon cellar, where I was thankfully alone at the moment.I took of all my clothes in a small and very dark corner.