So I was recently asked what fantasy do I have thats such a big turn on. When I thought about it and answered I wasn't expecting to go into such specifics and detail.
The fantasy being that I am a detective (or PI) looking into disappearances at a castle (turned into sort of hotel/function venue). The owners (female because I'm such a lesbo) seem very compliant and friendly and allow me to stay and explore the castle for clue.
I discover that some of the rooms have hidden secret doors that lead down into an old dungeon. I head back to my room to report my findings to my female partner. I don't realise the room is bugged, so I dont know that the owners hear my discussion. I sleep that night planning to continue my search in the morning.
I wake up very early, feeling a cold breeze and feeling uncomfortable. When I try to move I realise I cant and that I'm already sitting up. When I wake up more I realise I'm tied with rope to an old wooden chair at the end of my bed. I try to yell for help but my mouth is taped over with white tape, I'm cold because I'm only in my underwear.
The owners ate there, explain they know what I know and point a gun at me, force me to take a call with my colleagues and tell her I need her to come to the castle.
I'm chloroformEd and when I come to, I'm now shackled to the wall of the dungeon, still gagged with tape and my underwear gone.
I know soon my partner will be joining me in the other set of shackles attached to the wall
The fantasy being that I am a detective (or PI) looking into disappearances at a castle (turned into sort of hotel/function venue). The owners (female because I'm such a lesbo) seem very compliant and friendly and allow me to stay and explore the castle for clue.
I discover that some of the rooms have hidden secret doors that lead down into an old dungeon. I head back to my room to report my findings to my female partner. I don't realise the room is bugged, so I dont know that the owners hear my discussion. I sleep that night planning to continue my search in the morning.
I wake up very early, feeling a cold breeze and feeling uncomfortable. When I try to move I realise I cant and that I'm already sitting up. When I wake up more I realise I'm tied with rope to an old wooden chair at the end of my bed. I try to yell for help but my mouth is taped over with white tape, I'm cold because I'm only in my underwear.
The owners ate there, explain they know what I know and point a gun at me, force me to take a call with my colleagues and tell her I need her to come to the castle.
I'm chloroformEd and when I come to, I'm now shackled to the wall of the dungeon, still gagged with tape and my underwear gone.
I know soon my partner will be joining me in the other set of shackles attached to the wall
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