Flossie in bondage

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We entered the Palais D'Coite. It was a most attractive tavern with hotel atmosphere. Roland registered, then we were led to a "private dining room," that is, it was called that by the host. In reality it was a sumptuous bedroom with a table elaborately set for dinner. I was awe-struck by the dreamy affect in the appointment of the room.

At the end of this chamber, furthest from the door, was an inviting bed. How I would like to get laid in it, I thought. 9 Apparently this room was carefully made for fuckers only. The ceiling above the bed was mirrored! the foot and the head of the bed were similarly fitted.

Heavy damask drapes hung along side the bed.

They could be drawn and completely hide the bed. I presumed that this arrangement was made for bashful parties-carrees, or else to help muffle the lustful shrieks and cries of passion maddened fuckers.

Dim red lamps cast a sensuous glowing pallor throughout the room. With such atmosphere who would not become passionate? I know my cunt was glwing with the same red pallor of the room.

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