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Nineteen year old Kenny McMains would have thought that one of the many guest rooms in the old Imperator Mansion, on top of the hill overlooking the picturesque grounds of Empire City University, would have been a wonderful place to spend a night. Actually that was something of an incomplete statement. It would be a wonderful place to spend a night in female company. That still would've been an incomplete statement. The complete statement would be that the guest room, one of several, would be a wonderful place to spend with the beautiful blonde professor beside him (ideally with few if any clothes on) if they weren't bound and gagged.
To be much more precise Kenny McMains and Brooklyn May Raylon lay face down atop the mattress of a canopied four post bed. The pair had their hands tied behind their backs in a criss-cross sort of pattern and their ankles were tied together. Their hands were roped to their feet in nice strict hogties. And finally the pair were gagged by wads of cloth stuffed in their mouths and folded black silk scarves tied between their lips and knotted behind their heads.
How long was it since we saw those two caterers with shifty eyes? When we decided to follow them only to be caught in a more isolated spot on the grounds? I wonder if anyone's missing us? Kenny thought as he glanced over at Brook.
"There, that should keep you two out of trouble," one of the two masked men that had waylaid them earlier said as he tied off Brook's ankles to her wrists before smacking the blonde professor's firm bottom.
"Mmmph!" Kenny protested as he watched Brooke get smacked on the ass.
Clearly something was afoot with those caterers that looked shady and didn't look like they wanted to just steal some silverware and hightail it off the grounds of the mansion...
Nineteen year old Kenny McMains would have thought that one of the many guest rooms in the old Imperator Mansion, on top of the hill overlooking the picturesque grounds of Empire City University, would have been a wonderful place to spend a night. Actually that was something of an incomplete statement. It would be a wonderful place to spend a night in female company. That still would've been an incomplete statement. The complete statement would be that the guest room, one of several, would be a wonderful place to spend with the beautiful blonde professor beside him (ideally with few if any clothes on) if they weren't bound and gagged.
To be much more precise Kenny McMains and Brooklyn May Raylon lay face down atop the mattress of a canopied four post bed. The pair had their hands tied behind their backs in a criss-cross sort of pattern and their ankles were tied together. Their hands were roped to their feet in nice strict hogties. And finally the pair were gagged by wads of cloth stuffed in their mouths and folded black silk scarves tied between their lips and knotted behind their heads.
How long was it since we saw those two caterers with shifty eyes? When we decided to follow them only to be caught in a more isolated spot on the grounds? I wonder if anyone's missing us? Kenny thought as he glanced over at Brook.
"There, that should keep you two out of trouble," one of the two masked men that had waylaid them earlier said as he tied off Brook's ankles to her wrists before smacking the blonde professor's firm bottom.
"Mmmph!" Kenny protested as he watched Brooke get smacked on the ass.
Clearly something was afoot with those caterers that looked shady and didn't look like they wanted to just steal some silverware and hightail it off the grounds of the mansion...
