54. Hector's Prey

I stared at the file in horror. That looks so painful.

I can’t do this. This was so wrong. I wasn’t sure I could bend like this. I am flexible, but not like this.

The mental image in my head made it difficult for me to cope with this. I started chuckling.

This is crazy if he thinks I am going to fold my hands while he makes me fuck someone else, and after what happened in his office, he didn’t seem like the type. Did he want me to watch him? Hell no.

That isn’t me.

I could get on with the minor ones like whipping, feathers, spanking, and a little role-play. Those look exciting and pleasurable. The rest look painful, and until I do intensive research on them, I won’t be saying yes to anything I wasn’t sure of.

This was too overwhelming for me. I needed to lay down.

I closed my eyes. I intended to rest for a little while.

I was alone in the red room. I was waiting for my master to come. He promised me an entire ride for the first time. So here I am in one of the lingerie he picked for m