That night I was restless. I kept remembering the man's words, "You get to be a sex slave when the thought of lying alone in bed is just driving you bonkers." and I kept feeling that choker around my neck. More than once I caught my hand fondling it, ready to press it three times...
I finally fell asleep and the next day I was dragging. Time just dragged and dragged all morning until we four had another lunch meeting.
"You seemed to be getting into yesterday's festivities pretty heartily." I said to Charlene.
"Oh, I was raised on a farm as part of a big family," she said, "Yesterday turned into a cowboys and indians for me. I loved that as a kid. I... I... I was finding I missed those days. ...He was taking me back." She smiled at remembering again.
"You didn't worry about getting raped?" asked Danielle.
Charlene shook her head, "He hasn't been acting like the raping type. He hasn't been angry or scary. He's been having fun. I guess I felt I could have fun, too."
"It sure looked like you did!" said Bell. Charlene giggled at that.
"I'm an only child." said Danielle, "This is the first time I've ever been tied up." she paused, "It's scary, really scary... but I was really, really getting into it."
"A bondage virgin." I said.
"What's that?" said Danielle.
"What you are: someone who's getting tied up for the first time. It can be very exciting if it's done well... and this guy certainly has been doing it well."
She thought about that.
"So... what do we do next?" asked Bell.
I fingered my choker, "I still want to get rid of this." The others reached up to their's and nodded.
Bell frowned, "You're going to have to put a bun in your oven to do that... according to him."
I frowned too, "That's a big price, isn't it."
We all stopped talking at that point and did some eating. There was a lot to think about.
Danielle finally asked, "Do we do another lesson?"
Bell said, "I guess so, unless someone has a better idea. Next Thursday sound good?"
There were nods all around.