<div class="floatleft">(http://media.gettyimages.com/photos/actor-zac-efron-is-photographed-for-20th-century-fox-on-may-26-2016-picture-id609578172)</div><strong>Character</strong>:Corbin McCree<br/><strong>Location</strong>: The Carlton Home, before HoA meeting<br/><strong>Dressed:</strong>Jeans, boots and a button down shirt<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Delilah "Dios Mio" Diaz-<del> Carlton</del><hr/><br/><br/>Corbin had no reason to visit Delilah other than it was Delilah Diaz. He didn't need to clean her pool nor check on anything but he still stopped by since he didn't see her husband's car in front of the house. The pups quickly calmed down when they saw it was him while as he made small chat at the door, she was quick to pull him into the house. She proposed a little game and blindly he had accepted the conditions which was why he was now tied up and seated near the kitchen island counter. The bindings could be tested but that would break the spirit of the game. Would he break the rules had she not tied his arms to their respective rests? Yes, off course he would have, that was why she had to tie him up!<br/><br/>The first rule sucked, then she followed up with the other ones that were worst than the previous ones combined! He wanted to protest but she had a way of getting her way when she really wanted it. Corbin needed to clear his throat and thoughts. "Yes, Mrs. Carlton." His acquiescence was rewarded with a visual reward of her walking away, a treat for the eyes as she wore a very small apron and a pair of heels that had his blood pressure rising. He forced himself to take a deep breath and only watch. Corbin leaned back into the chair he shifted a little before allowing his his legs part in order to settle in as comfortably as possible. His right foot began to tap to the beat as she danced around and prepared to make a batch of cookies.<br/><br/>Ten seconds in and he was already more interested in this baking lesson than anything on his schedule that semester. Corbin didn't pretend to shy away when she leaned in and gave him opportunities to enjoy the view. Between that and the distraction of her hands were reaching into his pants, he failed to realize she had asked him something. "What, ohh yea...yea sounds good." Corbin nodded, he could have confessed to a murder at that point right before she stopped and turned around. A groan escaped him as she took a hold of her ass, lifted and let go with what he would call the bounce wiggle. He was happy she had undone his pants to prevent a bad case of chafing but he was also a more than a little conflicted as she swayed away to continue with her task. "You have a little flour back there, I can get it. " Corbin offered quickly as he opened and closed his hands, fighting the urge to truly test the silk that bound him to the chair.<br/>