Location: your heart
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
Body Type: skinny
The crowd gathered around, unable to see well in the darkness. I told her to kneel, and she knelt in the middle of the sidewalk facing the sidewalk, her head down facing the traffic light. I grabbed her by the arm, and we started walking away from the scene, more towards the city. About half a dozen cars were turning left and right as we moved. We kept running as I zoomed in, looking through the black hooded film that allowed no vision in this otherwise vision filled sky. I was taking to long runs, with short bursts of activity, when I noticed a group of five young women, all wearing black dresses, waiting for me along the sidewalk. The five were standing behind her, holding up a sign that read, "We're coming over to The Velvet Lounge. No smoking, bring your weapons however you wish." I looked over at her, trying to see where the rest of the girls were at. None of the other cars were moving. I was getting out of range, and I could see no way out. I looked back at the sign. The sign was in Chinese characters, but I could read it, it was very polite. There was a telephone in the circle. She turned to me. We exchanged pleasantries. I could see her red hair through her long dress.
She was beautiful. I smiled, and we began our walk back to our room. She was the first one to address me. "Master, I am here to see you, Master. Please come back later. We are on our way over." "Why, thank you, pet. It will be good to have you over there." She gave me a squeeze, and we continued our walk. We passed a small restaurant, and my eyes widened. A black limo was waiting for us. We decided to push the envelope a little further. We took a short, red, striped, wooden path down to a larger room. It was dark here, and the only light coming through the hall doors was from the windows. I could see ourselves in the room, the corners of the room. The limo driver was standing right across from us, watching us. He was very stern, but there was a softness in his voice.
We went straight in. The place was decorated with a beautiful, black and red, silk scarf mat. It was divided in two, the left half-filled with a set of doors, and the right half-filled with a chandelier. The table had been polished, and the chandelier had been removed. The floors were polished, too. As we passed the limo, we turned right. We were in the fourth floor, and the porters had already checked in. We asked the porter to open the door to our room, but he wouldn't open it. We asked the door to our room, but it wasn't to our room. We asked the door to the room, but it wasn't to our room. We asked the door to the room, but it wasn't to our room. We went straight ahead down the hall, and the porters opened the door to our room. As we closed in, we could hear the rattle of the mouse, and a few seconds of light from the windows. I closed my eyes, and a rush of images passed my mind. I opened my eyes, and looked down at the handprints on the mat, and thought about the way that I had managed to get out of the place. How I had managed..
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