The clock is ticking…..

Blindfolded and manacled he had been led roughly into what he assumed was the medical room for examination where he had been made to stand in silence whilst the ladies discussed his application. He wished he could remember what he had written. It all seemed so different now. It was one thing writing down his fantasies and desires in the comfort of his home office feeling the warm surge of pleasure as he imagined what Lady Stella and Madame Catarina would do to him. It was so easy to get carried away. He desperately wished he could remember what the hell he had written. It was one thing to fantasise in front of his computer screen at home but quite another thing to be standing here at the mercy of these two cruel ladies as they decided his fate. As he stood manacled and blindfolded it…