<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.pcwallart.com/images/laura-vandervoort-wallpaper-3.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Randi Lynn Warner<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Employee - Waitress<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>08/01/18   11:01 A.M.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Dungeon<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Tank top, blue jeans<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Andres Oliveira<strong>Mentioned:</strong>None<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>None<hr/><em>"Our safe word will be '<strong>Hawaii'</strong>, Randi Lynn.”<br/></em><br/>She had listened intently to Andres as he took a few moments to recommend a book to her,<em>The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty</em>.  She felt strange, almost as if she was being “hypnotized’ by his words.  Perhaps it was his sexy accent.  Or maybe it was the intensity of his smoldering, green eyes that seemed to penetrate into her own, as if he could see into her very soul!  Or the fact that she was in an actual dungeon, standing in a room filled with things she had never experienced before, promising the fulfillment of some of her darkest fantasies.  Whatever it was, it made her feel "powerless", like she wanted to look away, but she couldn’t.  It must have sounded like a parrot was hidden somewhere in the room with them, with random words being repeated by Brinlee as Andres continued the brief synopsis of the book.<br/><br/><em>“Copulation?”</em>, she echoed him breathlessly.<br/><br/><em>“Castle?</em>”, she whispered after him once more.<br/><br/><em>“Spankings?</em>”, she reiterated, her blue eyes widening with a building fascination.<br/><br/>Copulation, castles, and spankings, oh my!  She held her breath as he slowly moved closer toward her, their gaze momentarily broken as he retrieved the handcuffs from off the table directly behind her.  She wasn’t sure what he had in mind at that very second, but she knew she wanted it, whatever it was.<em>She wanted it</em>.  Her heart began to race and her mouth suddenly went dry as he slowly ran the steel cuffs across her soft skin.  A visible shiver coursed through her entire body and her nipples instantly pebbled and stuck out from beneath the thin tank top she wore.<br/><br/>In any other context, having the word “Hawaii” as her safe word might have brought a chuckle out of her.  But she knew he was being serious, and he wanted her to feel safe foremost, so she didn’t laugh.  It was strange how much she trusted this man.  She really didn’t know him very well.  Sure, they had shared a moment several months ago on the cruise ship, but it wasn’t anything serious, just a little kiss, and they were friends, nothing more.   But he was about to take her into a world she had only read about.<em>Fantasized </em>about.<br/><br/><em>"Do you understand, Randi Lynn?  What is your safe word, Randi Lynn?  I want to hear you say it for practice before having to say it for real.  And then I want you to turn around for me, and put your hands behind your back so I can restrain you."</em><br/><br/>Looking down at the cuffs, she brought her eyes back to his and swallowed before speaking softly.<br/><br/>“Hawaii.”<br/><br/>She then turned and faced away from him, placing both of her hands at the small of her back.  She stood for what seemed like an eternity before he finally placed the cold steel confinements around her slender wrists.  She jumped slightly when he clicked the first one in place, the sound echoing throughout the dimly lit room.  She closed her eyes and took a slow deep breath as he secured the second cuff to her other wrist.<br/><br/>And she waited…<br/>