photo by: Razi Aslam

Valentines With Dark Hair

Part two: Bound

Ideas began to form in my mind about what I wanted to do to him. I wanted him bound, so that he was my prisoner. I walked over to the nightstand and disconnected the telephone cable coming from the wall. Luckily it was of good length, plenty to tie his hands behind his back. The room was furnished with a small table and two chairs. I ordered him to sit down in one of the chairs and I tied his…