Gantungan Tas Di Kamar Novels & Stories

I followed him out the door and leaned against the wall. As soon as he was out of sight, I rushed into my old suite and grimaced. There was a huge four-poster bed in the middle of the room. But the place had all sorts of bondage gear scattered around. Whips, chains, handcuffs, and tons of leather stuff all over the place. “Get what you need and get out,” Zola reminded me. I rushed to the wall where the loose skirting board was. I pulled it from the wall to reveal the hiding place of my necklace.

“We should probably change. We’ll need to head down in twenty minutes.” Marcus stands and heads over to three suits on hangers hooked over the backs of three dining chairs. I did not notice them before. Clearly, they came prepared to dress here. He grabs his hanger and moves to the staircase, hanging it from one of the spiral banisters before starting to remove his shorts and T-shirt. Then he pulls on his shirt and trousers. Jasper and Aiden move around the room to do the same. “Any idea which of the rooms your mum would have put me in?” I ask Tobias, standing from the couch as he does.

I gasped when I saw two beds in separate areas, a total of three areas, each with a slightly different theme. The one closest to where I was frozen in place, had a large wardrobe, a deep mahogany rack on one wall, with different paddles and whips on it. In the center of the three spaces chains hung from the ceiling with leather wrist cuffs at the ends of them. Sex toys, bondage equipment, a wooden table with handcuffs, and a swing filled each of the spaces. Damen stood in the space in front of me, his eyes filled with lust.

I pretend to sleep and he pretends to not see me pretending. I must fall asleep for real because I blink and then find myself waking to the smell of bacon and black coffee. I roll over and stare up at the ceiling. That’s when I noticed that my panties, the pink lace thong that I wore that very first night, were still hanging from his ceiling fan. I feel my face growing red with embarrassment and wonder how many people have been in his room and saw those hanging there. His father? The maid? I don’t understand why he hasn’t taken them down yet, this weird sexual trophy dangling is just out of reach. It reminds me of those mobiles that parents hang above their kids to help them fall asleep. All

Earis “What in the hell did you do to your room?!” I screamed the moment he opened the door. A chandelier hung in the middle of the ceiling displaying red velvet lights. He had installed what looked like a swing with straps at one corner of the room. A pouch filled with various types of clips and clamps was on the table closest to the bed. “This is going to be fun,” Skylar grinned inside my head, wiggling her tails. He lowered me onto the bed and before I could move something clicked shut around my ankle.

"Jose, you don't feel sorry for your friend. You've thrown away all my sleeping pills, so this guy is going crazy." Denis got out of bed and moved into the bathroom. Not long after, he returned with a wet face. The man opened the closet, pulled a T-shirt, and put it on. He sat back down on the edge of the bed. Denis' eyes went to the right side of the circular object with various beads hanging around it, which he had deliberately attached to the wall just above the bed lamp.

When I opened it, I saw some hangers and additional towels, comforters, and robes. I didn't waste any more time and immediately used the hanger to hang up the clothes I had taken off, and since I couldn't find a clothesline even in the bathroom, I just hung them up in the cabinet. When I finished, I then lay down on the bed and after a while, I suddenly sneezed and before I could even look around the room to find a medicine kit, I heard the bathroom door open which made me close my eyes and pretend to be asleep while my heart was racing again.

She asked the girl softly. “He works in maintenance. He’s going to install a camera in the room,” Cassie explained as she made her way to the bed with her blanket and Stanley cup. She sat on the mattress and looked up at the omega. “It’s only for the night, of course. After tomorrow, I will make sure that he takes it down.”

Her bedroom, by contrast, was almost aggressively organized: cream colored walls, a meticulously made vision board in the form of a corkboard covered in magazine cutouts, and neatly arranged stuffed toys. “Well, the two of you have been here before, so you both know where the bathroom is if you need it.” Tammy said, dropping her bag at the foot of her bed. “Help yourself to snacks in the kitchen, but if either of you get crumbs in my bed, I’m literally going to wring your necks with my bare hands.”

I said and step off the bed, he stares at me before he reaches for my head and kiss it. “I’ll take you to your school then” he sweetly said, I hurriedly shake my head as I disagree with that idea. “No, you don’t need to, I know your busy and have a lot of things you need to d---” he cut me out and showed me my ripped clothes on the couch here inside his room. My lips parted as I felt pity my ripped clothes, not even one of them survive. I tried looking for my underwear, so my eyes roamed around the room and I almost drop my jaw when I saw it hanging on the chandelier of this room. How did that get there?