You struggled against me until I climbed on top of you. My knees held your arms down as I finished tying the cords to your wrists."Don't you dare move... I just want to play a little game with you. It's called "fuck the slut". Do you like the name? I just made it up."I laughed manically at your frightened look. You lay still and let me tie the ends of the rope to the legs of the table. I moved to the other end of the table and tied your legs to the table legs there. I walked around you and tested. I could not take off my eyes from her.She saw side ways and greeted me in a soft manner. I gave my id card as proof and number she gave me the room key and as there was no service guy of that lodge she took the key and asked me to follow her.As my room was on 4th floor, we took the lift and I was only seeing her from the back as she stood in front of me.She was dresses in sky blue silk saree and a rose on her head.She asked me to take luggage and follow her she showed me the room and left away. Blowing the sweet smelling smoke into my face he handed the joint to me and said.“Take a hit slut! This will help relax you!” he smiled as I placed the joint between my thumb and forefinger.Bringing the fat end to my mouth, I pursed my lips around the joint and inhaled, slowly and sensually the aromatic fragrance filled my lungs, causing my head to spin lightly. Exhaling the smoke I took one more drag. The hit from the controlled substance swept over my body, calming me but enhancing my sexual. I had always enjoyed playing tie-up games with my friends, and grew disappointed that after a certain age it just seemed weird. Three or four years back, I realized what it meant, but had not told anyone until I had told Kara a few months back. She didn’t seem to have much of an interest in it, though when we discussed it, she definitely knew what she was talking about. “Why not? God knows there’s plenty of girls at your school, surely there’s at least a few that would be willing to have.