She was also meant to be kept naked, if at all possible.It was just a question of how to get her to come over, so I could seduce her and turn her into...one of my sexual playthings. She would belong to me, but first I had to get her into my domain, on whatever pretext. Once she was on my turf, it would be a lot easier to bring her to heel and collar her as one of my human pets. I could fuck her and suck her. The more I thought about it, the more obvious it was to me that she would be my first. The candles burn silently on the coffee table, but there’s no trace of me, save a white card on the table. You pick it up and open it. Inside my handwriting gives you another instruction: ‘Upstairs.’ You look to the staircase and that’s when you notice the trail of red rose petals strewn around, leading to the second floor. You smile and put the card back in its place. You walk slowly around to the stairs and up them, looking down at the petals under your feet, noticing the pleasant change in. She was still in disbelief that she had spoken the words of agreement. They had a deal. One night with him and he would provide her with all the funding needed to complete her father’s flying hotel train project. Following Duncan to the edge of the massive bed, she reminded herself that tonight would be for purely research purposes. It fascinated her that she would secretly know what to expect with a man prior to her wedding night.As she climbed onto the step with Duncan’s guidance and lay on. It was relatively early when we stopped for our first night, as we were sure that we would encounter teething troubles in learning how to get settled for the night and we hoped to get these sorted out before dark. The main difficulty encountered was parking the van relatively level and then fine tuning it with a couple of small hydraulic bottle jacks. We all pitched in and helped fix a meal and then after eating and a couple of hour's playing cards, we organised our beds. Mum's was easy, just.