<hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Sam Mason<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Shack on a Lake, hallway<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Garret, "Katie", Tonya.<br/><hr/>Sam shuffled his feet until it dawned on him that he was going to rub a hole in the floor waiting on his friend to answer. It was weird. Supposedly the guy liked bondage, now Sam couldn't make heads or tails of it. "Katie" didn't express any lack of consent. This much Sam noticed. Tonya seemed to be wrapped around Katie's little finger so she'd probably like it. "Well I'm not sure how this bondage stuff is supposed to work because<em>I thought</em>it was Garret's thing so I don't really know. That's like a frame or whatever that you put ropes or chains in, whatever suits your fancy, then you kind of I don't know have people whip you or put ropes around your tits or cover you in candle wax or something. Maybe beat you with a riding crop or something but I just want to fuck your brains out honestly." Sam said to "Katie".