She waits.
Watching the sun sink in the sky.
He promised he would be back. Cupping her face and kissing her before whispering into her mouth. “I will be back before sunset for you. Trust me.”
And then he was gone. Locking the door firmly behind him. Leaving her naked, bound, alone.
The room cools as the sun dips. She should have been cold but anticipation and want make her burn. Just as the sun flares its last on the horizon she hears footsteps and voices.
“In here, gentleman. She is waiting. Remember, fear turns on her on. Have fun”
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