He pushed back and broke her hold. His bravado was palpable and cocky half smile could be seen through his trimmed beard. Looking up at her, ‘I told...you to wait for me.’ Tristin woke with a start. Heart racing, wet, pulsing, still needed release. Drrrrrrrr. Drrrrrrrr. Drrrrrrrr. Reaching over she grabbed her vibrating phone off the nightstand. ‘Hi mom.’ She didn’t even need to look. No one called at this hour but her, always forgetting, Tristin now lived on the West coast. ‘What’s up? My alarm. She continued walking through the basement's offerings. She came to a plain-looking wooden chair. A simple looking chair, but it had some "special features". "This is called a punishment chair," Professor Diederich said, "It may look like a regular chair, but it has these metal rings all over for tying a person to it in a variety of positions for whatever purpose is intended." Chelsea studied the chair as she had the other pieces. The Professor watched her carefully, studying her expressions. More

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