I am in a red room.
I look around and I notice that I am in cuffs, because of the clinking sounds, and the fact that I can't move my hands.
I look down at myself and I notice that I am wearing a thin satin dress that barely covers my bosom and barely reaches mid-thigh.
The door opens and Cory gets in, wearing briefs only. When I see him, I clink the chains to try get off but they stay in place. He gets to where I am, and then gives me a kiss, so deep that I moan. I am sexually aroused so much that I want him to uncuff me so that I can run my hands all over his body.
He peels away from me and I complain the minute he pulls away. I want him and I want him now. I hear the door open and then close again. Someone has come in to join us.
He stands behind me and touches the back of my neck, running his fingers in a slow caress, to the arch of my back. I throw my head back, leaning against him, and I immediately feel that I do know him.
