He knew he should turn away and descend back down the stairs.
He knew he should look away and avert his eyes from the mysterious woman who now seemed to be leading him with the hypnotically alluring sway of her curves.
Yet, he could do neither. Like a moth drawn to a flame, he was inexorably drawn to her. Compelled to follow. Unable to resist. Mindless male flesh fated to do her bidding.
And when they reached the top of the stairs the rest would be waiting for him. Ready. Surrounding him and leading him to the stage where cuffs dangled from overhead. Where shackles were secured to the floor.
Ahead of him she smiled softly with anticipation as she heard each of his steps obediently following behind her.
She knew…. he was already theirs.
Snitch
"Well isn't this an interesting turnaround? Just the other day you're teasing my little brother because he peed his pants at school, and now here I am babysitting for you. That's got to be embarrassing. Not as much as when your mom tells me you have trouble making it to the bathroom yourself more than once, but still, pretty bad."
"Ohhhh no you don't! You're not getting anywhere near that bathroom as long as I'm here. She said you were doing better and you're starting to get a bit cocky about it. She's not liking the attitude, but lucky for her, I'm gonna put an end to that real soon. Time to teach you a very important lesson. Teasing boys who wet their pants is for girls only. So lets see how long those pants stay dry, and how funny you think it is when you're stood in a puddle in front of me."
A paddling after Sunday school.
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