Captive of an Evil Queen
Simple things can trigger happy memories, for me it’s the sound of a key in a lock, until now. It was Friday night and I had the house to myself, my housemates had either gone home for the weekend or to a late night concert. I had the place to myself, so I could indulge myself with a little self-bondage and mild torment. I quickly got my toy box from the back of my wardrobe and started to select what I was going to use. ...