“What are you—“ Riku began, but was interrupted by a yawn, and found himself facing difficulty properly forming the words with his mouth, which ...eemed to resist the process of waking. “Oh, nothing to worry about”, said Kisaki and smiled, continuing now his cutting across Riku’s T-shirt. “We’re going to play a game.”“But--!” Riku exclaimed in an irritated manner, “You’re ruining my clothes!”“They’re ugly”, replied Kisaki curtly.Riku realised resistance was futile. When Kisaki’s mind was set on. His mind kept wandering back onto her every curve,her hair, her face & knowing what he wants to do to her. He reaches into his dresser drawer and pulls out a pair of old handcuffs, he slides them into his back pocket. "Time to go" he sighed. With this, he leaves the house and heads for his car. Meanwhile at home, doing her normal everyday thing around the house, she was clueless to the fact that in just ten minutes the man she knows as Gentleone4051, would be knocking at her door. Completely. She still refused to stay, saying she'd come over the following night to collect on my promise first. The following night Sara appeared around 8pm. She seemed cheerful enough. She asked me if I was ready and I assented. Then she told me to come with her into the family room. After I followed her in there, she turned around and told me to strip. I had a nervous twinge, but I recalled our agreement and went ahead. I also got a little excited, and my cock was growing by the time I was naked. I. I arrived and went to the reception as she had directed and they handed me a sealed letter. I opened it and it was a hand written note from Linda, I'm upstairs in the room, I'm dressed like I was two nights ago. I knew what she was wearing, an open cup bra, stockings, suspender belt and high heels. The note continued, we've both really enjoyed the last few weeks and I wanted to try something away from home, come up to the room and we can go from there.When I entered the room, it was more like a.