You’re at a house party that I am throwing. You’ve wandered off and found my kinky room. The next thing you know you’re dangling from the ceiling with your arms hanging straight above your head and shackled together. Your legs are pulled apart by ropes and standing on tip-toes in bondage boots. I explain that I like to leave the door open a bit as bait for men who can’t resist snooping. I ask you if you’re enjoying the bondage and the vulnerable position. I want to have my way with you right now, but I need to get back to my party. When you struggle and protest that I can’t leave you like t...

You’re at a house party that I am throwing. You’ve wandered off and found my kinky room. The next thing you know you’re dangling from the ceiling with your arms hanging straight above your head and shackled together. Your legs are pulled apart by ropes and standing on tip-toes in bondage boots. I explain that I like to leave the door open a bit as bait for men who can’t resist snooping. I ask you if you’re enjoying the bondage and the vulnerable position. I want to have my way with you right now, but I need to get back to my party. When you struggle and protest that I can’t leave you like this, I grab a big rubber ballgag, shove the ball in your mouth, and strap it on tightly. I’m the only one who knows you’re up here, strapped naked and drooling, hanging from my ceiling. I’ll have to get back to the party, but once everyone leaves then the real party can start!