Watching the secret entrance to a stocked, moody dungeon room both reassured Kleris his request was not out of line, and also filled his chest with a nervous excitement of jumping deep into unknown territory.<br/><br/>"The, ah, submissive, please."  He had heard of some of the practices and features of bondage from gossip, but didn't have the knowledge or attitude to even try dominating someone.  But maybe Carson some day...  The various suggestions each had merit.  What was Kleris looking to be?<br/><br/>"The priest and paladin sounds fun..." Kleris agreed.  If Retario already had some ideas of how things should go, he was happy to play along and learn.  "Orange," he agreed, leting the man lead him down the steps.  He had to go slowly and put his trust in the hand showing him the way, keeping his other hand on the wall for balance.  Apparently being bound spread-eagle on a padded board, Kleris felt convincingly helpless, heart beating quickly already as he willingly gave up his freedom to this man he'd just met.<em>I wonder what Elmira and Asma are doing right now.</em>he wondered vaguely.  Opening his eyes, he gluped to see the beautiful escort stripped down, looming before him, quickly bringing him back to his own present predicament.  As Retario, the evil priest, pressed his tongue into Kleris' mouth, he half-swooned before remembering to push him away, which only amounted to an equal tongue-lashing as he tugged his wrists at the cuffs.<br/><br/>"You wicked monster, release me from this dungeon, or I will punish you!" he gasped.