A night at the Midnight Rose (Saffron & Cosmo_ac)
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				Title: <strong>A night at the Midnight Rose (Saffron &amp; Cosmo_ac)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cosmo_ac</strong> on <strong>30-12-2008, 17:42:15</strong>
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				Simon Pine was a young mang of 18, and knew a lot of things.&nbsp; He, despite his young age, was actually in university.&nbsp; He was incredibly gifted, as far as brains went, having been bumped more grades then anybody he knew of, and If you gave him the right tools, and some time, he could work wonders on DNA samples.&nbsp; In fact, thats what his specialty was, human DNA.&nbsp; He hoped one day to use that skill to solve all types of problems like birth defects and the like.&nbsp; Of course, he was a long ways off, but he had time.&nbsp; He ws still young, and knew a lot of things.&nbsp; Sadly for Simon though, he didn't know anything about cars.&nbsp; And thats what he really needed to know at the moment.<br><br>Simon Drove a voltswagon beetle.&nbsp; Not the new ones, mind you, but the old ones.&nbsp; He didn't have a ton of money.&nbsp; Sadly, the vehical had decided to Die on him while he had just happened to get lost while Driving in New york city, and this really didn't seem to be one of the nicer area's in town.&nbsp; Add into the equation that Simon had no cell phone, it was the middle of the night, and It was piss pouring rain, and Simon seemed to be in a rather bad spot.&nbsp; <br><br>Looking down the dark and empty street, Simon could make some light out in the distance from his car window.&nbsp; It seemed like a club, if he had to guess, which incidently, he did that this distance.&nbsp; Whatever the case, it seemed to be the only place open at the moment, and he needed a phone.&nbsp; Running a hand through his short, currently dry and soon to be wet brown hair, Simon took a deep breath and then opened the car door, jumping out, locking the door, and running towards the club.&nbsp; Simon wasn't overly fit or big (Standing at a mere 5'4), having spent much of his time behind a computer at a desk, but he was slim at least and tried to get swimming in when possible, so he was at least somwhat good looking without his shirt.&nbsp; Right now though, his shirt and pants were getting soaked through as the torrents of ran assailed him.<br><br>It took Simon maybe three minutes to sprint his way to the club enterance.&nbsp; "THe Midnight Rose".&nbsp; Strange name for a club, but Simon had heard worse.&nbsp; Simon quickly darted inside the club, gasping for air.&nbsp; It was then that Simon, as he stood at the door of the club, realized what type of place this was.&nbsp; It must be some sort of strip club.&nbsp; <br><br>Simon watched as the two rather naked women danced on the stage, their impressive fake breasts jiggling slightly with each step and sway of their full hips.&nbsp; The lighting was low, as one expected, and music played in the background.&nbsp; Well,SImon hadn't expected this, that was for sure.&nbsp; But, that was a moot point.&nbsp; He needed to get a phone. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A night at the Midnight Rose (Saffron &amp; Cosmo_ac)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn Sativus</strong> on <strong>30-12-2008, 18:42:53</strong>
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				As Simon entered the club, he would find a woman dressed in tight black leather pants and a black corest laced with red (think this (http://www.qualityalterations.co.uk/img/300x450,%20053.jpg)) coming to meet him. She stalked toward him and tilted her head very slightly to one side. This was not a regular, the woman could see. She smiled softly, a hand sliding down to one of the belt loops of her pants, where a pair of handcuffs were locked between two loops. She fingered the cold metal of the closer cuff lightly, a sparkle playing quickly through her eyes. "Good evening. Is there something I can help you with? Did you have an appointment?" her voice was low, quiet and seductive. <br><br>Her other hand brushed a stray lock of deep dark red hair from her face. Her build was slender, and even without her usual stilettos she stood an inch or two above the man. The black boots had only a slight lift to them. She wore them when in a mood to perhaps get involved instead of simply running the club. Of course there were always opportunities for bribing her into accepting clients on nights she was not expecting, she ran a steep price, and most were willing to wait for her to kick off the stilettos.<br><br>Her slim frame was outlined well by the corset, though it was easy to see that she was not lacking curves. A shatter could be barely heard over the music and suddenly the scent of alcohol was pungent in the air. Her nose wrinkled a little as she stood in front of the new comer, waiting to find out what his business at her club was. Her eyes shifted to a man standing by the phone and he immediately moved to clean the spill. If there was one thing that was unique about the woman's club, it was that it was clean. The sensual scent of freesia wafted back through the air several minutes later.<br><br>The woman waited, her patience slipping as she watched the drenched man curiously. Her thoughts wandered on the things that he could be doing here aside from looking for a good time; he didn't really seem the type.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A night at the Midnight Rose (Saffron &amp; Cosmo_ac)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cosmo_ac</strong> on <strong>30-12-2008, 18:59:01</strong>
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				"oh, uh hello."&nbsp; Simon said, the nervousness in his voice apparent.&nbsp; Simon had never been to a strip club before.&nbsp; He had never even really seen a naked women before, save on videos.&nbsp; It wasn;t that Simon wasn't attracted to women.&nbsp; He simply lacked any real social experience with them.&nbsp; A combination of having spent too many years reading books on genetics, combined with all the many years he had been bumped through grades in school, had left him fairly inexperienced when it came to people, let alone women.<br><br>The women before him was rather ravishing, and their was a glint in her eye when she looked at Simon that Simon wasn;t sure of if he should be wary of or not.&nbsp; Simon couldn't help have his Hazel eyes run over her for a moment though. He was slightly reminded of the sorority school girls at his university, though this women seemed to have an air about her that made him feel like she was more mature.&nbsp; Something he couldn't identify.&nbsp; She was lovely though, and Simon felt a slight twitch of his manhood in response to her closeness.<br><br>Realizing that it had been several moments since the women asked him her questions, Simon cleared his throat, forcing a bit of a cough as he put his hand to his mouth and let his head do a little spin to look over the place and gain his composer for a moment.&nbsp; "Aw, sorry, um, My car broke down, and I was hoping to use a phone for a tow truck.&nbsp; If thats alright, I mean."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A night at the Midnight Rose (Saffron &amp; Cosmo_ac)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn Sativus</strong> on <strong>03-01-2009, 09:44:30</strong>
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				The mystery woman nodded a little and took the man by the wrist, leading him toward a small room off the main floor. It was basically the booking office. A small desk held a computer and several datebooks for each of the workers who did more than simple shows. She stepped around the desk and pulled the phone out from behind it, setting it on the opposite side of the desk for the man to use. "If you're sure that's all you need..." she winked. "...I'll just be outside." she smiled a little, leaving and closing the door behind her.<br><br>The one thing that might catch Simon's eye was the price list for the activities offered in private at the club. It was in plain view on the wall beside the desk for all to see. Perhaps something would catch his interest, and keep him there a little longer. For her, business was business, and she didn't much mind either way, but he seemed like he could use a chance to relax.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A night at the Midnight Rose (Saffron &amp; Cosmo_ac)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cosmo_ac</strong> on <strong>03-01-2009, 23:29:25</strong>
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				Simon was a little surprised when the women took hold of his wrist and started to lead him.&nbsp; Not that he minded, per se,but it was certainly more straight forward and physical then he had expected.&nbsp; Simon couldn't remember the last time he had held a girls hand, save perhaps a brisk and business like handshake with colleages, let allone get pulled around by one.<br><br>SImon followed the women into what seemed like a small office.&nbsp; She pulled out a phone and placed on the desk.&nbsp; "Thank you."&nbsp; Simon nodded his head, blushing slightly at the wink.&nbsp; She really was a lovely lady.&nbsp; He watched her(How could he not?) as she left the office to politely wait outside while Simon made his phone call.&nbsp; As Simon punched in the numbers, he happened to catch a look at the sign o the wall.&nbsp; His jaw almost dropped as he looked over the various activities this place seemed to offer.&nbsp; It seemed they had everything from blowjobs to hot wax.&nbsp; As his eyes scanned over the various items and prices, he had to admit, having sex with one of these lovely ladies, something which was on the menu, did appeal to him.<br><br>The phone being answered on the other end of the line snapped Simon's attention back and he quickly turned aroud wanting to focus on whom he was talking to, and not the almost endless erotic list that was behind him.&nbsp; It was surprisingly quick for Simon to tell the person on the other end of the phone where he was and arrange for the tow truck to pick his car up.&nbsp; However, it seemed like thier would be a good two-to-three hour wait.&nbsp; Apparently their had been a big accident on the highway and most of the tow truckes were over their taking the smashed cars away.&nbsp; Simon sighed inwardly, but told the person that they would wait.&nbsp; Perhaps he would be lucky and this was an all hours bar.<br><br>Hanging up the phone, Simon walked out of the office and looked towards the lady.&nbsp; "Thanks for letting me use the phone.&nbsp; The tow truck should be here in a couple hours I hope.&nbsp; Is this an all hours club by chance?"&nbsp; &nbsp;Simon scratched his head, feeling alittle emberassed by the situation.&nbsp; "Oh, i'm sorry, I didn't introduce myself.&nbsp; My names Simon. I don;t think I caught your name, Ms...?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A night at the Midnight Rose (Saffron &amp; Cosmo_ac)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn Sativus</strong> on <strong>12-01-2009, 16:18:09</strong>
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				The woman looked unimpressed as he asked for her name. Looking up at him with bored eyes, she kept her lips sealed. “My name is not important.” She murmured, tilting her head slightly. “If you must call me something, it is Ms. Rose, as far as you need to know right now.” Her eyes were&nbsp; somewhat harsh, but there was something beneath, something forced in her actions.<br><br>“Yes, it is an all hours club. Why don’t you get a drink on me and watch the show for a bit, while you wait?” she asked curiously, wondering if he might be interested. He really didn’t seem the type but he’d have to find something to do if he wanted to stick around for a few hours instead of being out in the cold. Of course the show wouldn’t cost him a thing, unless he liked someone in particular and decided to toss a bill or two. It was fairly common, but just as much for one to sit nursing a drink and watch. It only took once for them to become addicted to the nature of the show, to say the least… it wasn’t just a simple strip club.<br><br>Many of the women would step onto stage wearing skimpy outfits of tight leather that made them look like bad-girls. The interesting part was that most of the show girls were no more than that. The real action was done by the inconspicuous ones. The woman watched as two of her show girls stepped onto stage, one already dressed in accessories from light nipple clamps to chains attached to cuffs attached to a collar. It was this point where it would become obvious to most that the place was a fetish club. <br><br>As the woman dressed in leather that mostly covered her, if not leaving anything to the imagination, began playing with the other girl, ‘Ms. Rose’ watched curiously. It was only from time to time that she actually bothered to watch the show, but when she did it was from a critical eye, pointing out, if in her mind, the things that could be done better. She sighed a little, shaking her head at the failures of the ‘Mistress’ on stage, nearly planting her face in her hand. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A night at the Midnight Rose (Saffron &amp; Cosmo_ac)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cosmo_ac</strong> on <strong>12-01-2009, 18:34:35</strong>
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				"Ah, right, ok, Ms. Rose it is."&nbsp; Simon gave a bit of a half smile, the womens less then friendly nature.&nbsp; At this point, Simon couldnt decide if the women was a bit of a bitch, or just lacked some level of social graces.&nbsp; Or perhaps he was being a little too sensitive.&nbsp; After all, she did let him use the phone, and Simon wasn't exactly the most socially adept himself,so perhaps it was just him, and not her.&nbsp; <br><br>"Yes, thank you, i shall."&nbsp; Simon nodded his head at the offer of a drink.&nbsp; Yes, she wasn't a bitch.&nbsp; She just...seemed to have a way about her.&nbsp; Probably just a few quirks.&nbsp; Everybody had them,after all.&nbsp; Nothing wrong with that.&nbsp; She was certainly lovely though, of that Simon was certain.&nbsp; Despite his best efforts he continued to feel his eyes drawn to her.<br><br>When Simon noted Ms. Roses eyes turning towards the stage however, he did so as well.&nbsp; He was a little uncomfortable here but he imagined he would be able to get used to it soon enough.&nbsp; After all,the sights were certainly appealing, and as SImon watched the two girls begin to play, and felt his own penis begin to strain against the fabric of his pants.&nbsp; Wow, this was some hot stuff.&nbsp; Of course, Simon had never set foot in a strip club before, but he had to admit, it wasn't what he was expecting.&nbsp; He had heard things about them, but had never heard anything like this before.<br><br>As Simon watched, he turned his head slowly to see Ms.Rose shaking her head.&nbsp; "Whats wrong?"&nbsp; Simon asked her curious as to why she suddenly seemed irritated.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A night at the Midnight Rose (Saffron &amp; Cosmo_ac)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn Sativus</strong> on <strong>14-01-2009, 14:58:01</strong>
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				The woman looked over, somewhat dazed for a moment, at Simon. "Hmm? Oh. Just writing a mental note of all the things that the one in control needs to learn how to do properly." she murmured softly before turning back to the stage another moment. Turning up her lip slightly she rolled her eyes a little and then turned back to Simon again.<br><br>"So how about that drink?" she said with a half smiled, taking his hand again and leading him over to the bar where she informed the bartender to put it on her personal tab. Her eyes drifted through the crowd a moment, which was beginning to thin due to the late hour, though it would be steady all night as usual.<br><br>Shuffling him off toward the seats with a drink, she headed back to her place between the door and the phone where she leaned one of the walls slightly, watching the show as she waited for something a little more along the lines of interesting to happen. Sure, the newb was nice, but she had no special interest in him enough to hang around and avoid her job.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A night at the Midnight Rose (Saffron &amp; Cosmo_ac)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cosmo_ac</strong> on <strong>14-01-2009, 18:12:32</strong>
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				Simon was silent but nodded his head in response to Ms. Roses comment about how she was eyes up the people on stage.&nbsp; Frankly, Simon couldn't have told them what they were doing wrong if he tried, as what they were doing seemed to be giving him an erection, and he figured that was pretty much what they were supposed to be doing.&nbsp; As far as he was concerned, they were doing everything right.&nbsp; Oh well, he wasn't the experienced one here.&nbsp; If She said they were doing something wrong, he'd take hr word for it.<br><br>"A drink would be fine."&nbsp; Simon nodded his head, before his arm was grabbed and he was pulled around again.&nbsp; He had to admit, she seemed to like to hold hands, which was fine by Simon.&nbsp; He said his thanks for the drink, ordering a Gin and Tonic.&nbsp; Simon would have to be careful, as he wasn't much of a drinker.<br><br>Sitting down at a table, Simon continued to watch the show, his cock now straining in his pants.&nbsp; He put his drink back quickly, feeling the warmth of it, and pleasent sensations&nbsp; that alcohal induced.&nbsp; He hadn't meant to drink it back so fast, but his focus was on the stage and before he knew it, in less then a couple minutes, his drink was gone, leaving him with just an erection, and a new found sense of confidence.&nbsp; He wanted relief, and then he remembered the price list in the office.<br><br>Simon mused this over for onlya minute, before he got up and walked over to Ms. Rose.&nbsp; "Um, hello."&nbsp; Simon began,a little unsure of how to address the topic.&nbsp; "I,uh, saw a price list in your office.&nbsp; I was wondering if i could, um, maybe get a..."&nbsp; Simon had to think a moment about what it had been on the list for sex.&nbsp; A C5.&nbsp; yes, that was it.&nbsp; "A C5 please?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A night at the Midnight Rose (Saffron &amp; Cosmo_ac)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn Sativus</strong> on <strong>20-01-2009, 07:48:32</strong>
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				The woman's eyebrows lifted slightly. "A C5?" she asked curiously. "My, my. Looks can be deceiving." she murmured, checking the books. "It's been quite sometime since I've heard that asked for." she chuckled, marking something in her own book as it was the only one available. She looked up for a moment and pointed to a black velvety curtain that hung near the stage. "Through there, room 3, settle yourself and I'll be in soon." she said quietly, going back to marking the books while she waited for him to walk away.<br><br>She was pretty sure already that he'd mixed up his letters and had wanted a D5, plain old vanilla sex, but perhaps she was wrong. She'd seen plainer men with more interesting fetishes. She called one of the bouncers over to watch the front desk for a while and informed him that she should only be contacted if absolutely necessary. They were all familiar with the procedures when the women were busy.<br><br>It only took her a minute or two to grab the few things she needed that wouldn't already be hidden in the room. And with that she headed through the dim stage room to the curtain she'd directed Simon through a few minutes earlier. Stepping into an unmarked door just next to the curtain, she paused outside the 'back entrance' to the room. Flicking the light switch off to no knowledge of Simon's she cracked open the door that blended into the wall so well and closed it quickly without making a sound. <br><br>She paused to look around, needing to locate him before creating her plan.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A night at the Midnight Rose (Saffron &amp; Cosmo_ac)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cosmo_ac</strong> on <strong>24-01-2009, 04:14:57</strong>
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				Simon raised an eyebrow when the women said that it had been some time since that had been asked for. He would hve thought sex was something that was regulerly asked for.&nbsp; Perhaps he was mistaken though.&nbsp; Perhaps it wasn't.&nbsp; Or perhaps it just wasn't asked for from her.&nbsp; Simon wasnt sure why it wouldn't be if that was the case. She was a real knockout.<br><br>Following her instructions, Simon wandered over to room 3. Once inside, he found it to be a somewhat interesting room. I had a rather large, nice looking bed, where it took him very little to figure out the use for.&nbsp; Their was also what apeared to be a padded table with velcro restraintes attached to it.&nbsp; It didn't take him too much imagination to figure out it's uses.<br><br>Simon was nervous.&nbsp; He had never done anything like this before. He wondered how good it would be.&nbsp; The lady seemed enthusiastic enough about it.&nbsp; Surely that was a good sign if nothing more.&nbsp; He wondered though how well he would be able to preform.&nbsp; He wasn't exactly a sex expert.&nbsp; He did have a larger then average penis, but for all the good that had done him in life when it came to the opposite sex, he might as well have not had one at all.&nbsp; But, he did have one however, and he fully planned to use it once Ms. Rose got here.<br><br>Simon's carnal thoughts were suddenly interupted as the lights went out.&nbsp; What the hell?&nbsp; Was it a power out?&nbsp; Simon began to feel about blindly, trying to make his way to the door.&nbsp; Maybe they had some flashlights out in the club.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A night at the Midnight Rose (Saffron &amp; Cosmo_ac)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn Sativus</strong> on <strong>26-01-2009, 07:21:57</strong>
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				Natalie, as her name happened to be, stepped into the room quietly and over toward him, taking his wrists gently and pulling them behind his back as he made his way toward the door. "It's alright..." she murmured, leaning forward to let her warm breath trail down his neck. Pulling him away from the door, she chuckled softly before setting him down on the four poster bed and straddling his hips in order to put him in place.<br><br>She took one of his wrists in a hand and stretched it out toward the corner of the bed before pulling down a rope already in place for her and binding his wrist with it gently. After doing the same to his other wrist, she gave a bit of a chuckle as she spun around to reverse-straddle him. After sliding his pants, shoes and socks off, she worked on his ankles. The posts were helpful in the way of tying, but the bed was open aside from that to keep everything accessible to the women working for the club.<br><br>Once he was tied securely in place she gave a bit of a chuckle as she opened one of the drawers hidden in the wall, retrieving a simple large feather before wandering back over to him in the dark. She knew each room like the back of her hand at this point, and those who didn't had the option of night vision until they got used to what they needed. She grinned as she reached the edge of the bed and drew the feather up one of his feet gently.<br><br>"You know, it's not often that anyone comes in who wants this." she murmured, brushing the soft item back and forth against the bottom of his right foot in wait of a giggle or something to tell her that his feet were ticklish as most were.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A night at the Midnight Rose (Saffron &amp; Cosmo_ac)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cosmo_ac</strong> on <strong>29-01-2009, 01:27:01</strong>
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				The instant Simon felt a pair if hands over his wrists and pulling them behind his back, he instinctively began to struggle.&nbsp; His struggles were short lived however when he heard the voice of Ms. Rose talking to him, telling him it was alright.&nbsp; Was this part of her plan?&nbsp; Or was she simly letting him know that she knew of a power out and that she was here?&nbsp; Simon wasn't sure, but she seemed to be leading him somewhere by the arms, so hus supposed that was a good thing.<br><br>Simon wasn;t aware that he was being led towards the bed until his legs hit the mattress.&nbsp; They didn't hit hard, but he was a little surprised.&nbsp; He had assumed they were heading towards an exit or something.&nbsp; Simon was tempted to ask, but before he could he found himself being moved towards the bed,and unto it.&nbsp; So,she did have this planned out!&nbsp; Simon was glad that their hadn't been a sudden change in plans.&nbsp; He was a little disapointed though that he couldn't see the women.&nbsp; He imagined that Ms. Rose looked very lovely in the nude.<br><br>Simon felt Ms Rose straddle his waist, and he gave a lightly nervous grin.&nbsp; He was looking forward to this.&nbsp; He felt her take his hand and stretch it upwards, and gave a slight start in sturprise when he felt his wrist being bound. Well, he certainly didn't expect that, though he put up no struggle as his other wrist was bound the same as the first.&nbsp; Simon had never thought about trying bondage before, but he had to admit it was kind'a exciting, being at this lovely vixens mercy.&nbsp; He wondered what she had planned.&nbsp; From the sound of her chuckle as she repositioned herself on his body and began working on his pants, it sounded like it would be fun.<br><br>When Simons pants were pulled down, his 8 inch long, fat cock quickly flopped out, semi-erect and quickly swelling to make up for the lack of full erection.&nbsp; It felt good for it to be out of it' cotton confines and Simon eagerly waited as Ms. Rose began stripping his pants, shoes and socks away and tied his ankles to the bed keeping his legs apart.&nbsp; And then...she was gone.<br><br>Simon lay in the darkness, unsure of what was going on.&nbsp; He could barely hear the sounds of somebody walking on the floor, and while he was a bit nervous, the excitement and anticipation made it even more exciting.&nbsp; His penis was as hard as iron and he was sure Ms. Rose would be back in only a moment to mount his pulsing manhood.<br><br>And then SImon felt something he didn't expect.&nbsp; Simons foot, not to meantion body, gave a impulsive jerk as he felt something run allong the sole of his bound foot.&nbsp; Simon didn't know what it was, but before he could give it much thought, he suddenly found the object running up his foot again, causing much the same reaction as the first time, though lacking a little of the inniital surprise.<br><br>As the object ran up and down SImon's foot, what it was became less of his focus, as his new focus was on the fact that the object tickled!&nbsp; Simon was horribly ticklish and his feet were one of his worst spots.&nbsp; "What ehehe what are you hahaha doing?"&nbsp; Simon tittered as he struggled in his bonds in response to the delicate kiss of the feather on his foot.&nbsp; "Who heehehe wants ehehe what?"&nbsp; Simon tried to voice his question through his burts of light laughter a he struggled on the bed, his large cock and balls bouncing in response to his sudden jerks.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A night at the Midnight Rose (Saffron &amp; Cosmo_ac)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn Sativus</strong> on <strong>15-02-2009, 18:22:32</strong>
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				Natalie was a little impressed when she saw the size of his equipment bouncing around in the bed with his jerks and laughs. Ah, it had been a while, and this was always good fun and quite amusing. Just the sheer size of him had her wishing he'd chosen something else. But it was of course his choice and she wasn't going to try to persuade him another way.<br><br>She looked up at him with a slight smile as he asked about what she meant through his giggles and laughs. "Don't you remember what you ordered sweetie?" she asked with a bit of a chuckle, assuming this would be the point where he would realize his mistaken letter. "This is tickle and denial central now." she smirked as she pulled the feather away from his feet and lightly trailed it up the insides of his thighs, up one leg and then the other.<br><br>She always rather enjoyed watching the struggles of a bound man, there was just something about it for her. Perhaps it was the excitement to know that he was under her control, or maybe it was just the fun of watching the fight that could never be won, either way it really did do something for her, in more ways than one.<br><br>Slowly, the feather made it's way up his leg to gently caress his balls, where she flicked it over them several times to see what his reaction to that would be, before letting it slowly drift up the length of him, pausing to tease the head and continuing it's trek.
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