Victoria loved how he lead her into the confines of his room. They enjoyed playing together and Victoria always loved to hear his stories. She sat delicately on the bed and heard the *click of the lock. She rubbed her hands together waiting for her precious lover to show her what he had amassed on his journey. She was sure he would bring something exciting and new to their escapades.<br/><br/>As he drew the feather out, she heard him explain about a man that broke a girl with such a feather and oil. "Oh Valentine surely you kid. A feather? What did he do tickle her into submission? Don't tease, there is no way that's remotely possible." Victoria began to slip out of her boots to make herself more comfortable. She rubbed her feet and just waited to see what tall tale he would tell her about the man and the feather.