Joel & Mrs. Danvers 01
Oh, excuse me. I think I dozed off. Things have been exhausting lately as I made my way through the amazing world of lady's neighborhood book club. Whew, right? What? On my screen? Oh, that's just some research I doing for sexual energy drinks and supplements. I mean, these lady's, right? They got some game and it's tough to keep up with them.
"Oh, young man, young man, can you help me?"
"Absolutely Miss, what are you looking for today?"
"Oh, cute name tag, Mr. Tiger Joel. Ah, listen, I need some rope."
"Cool, we carry all kinds of rope, but that's not my department. Just a second. Beep, buzz, squawk, Henry, Henry, please stop by the outdoor department, Henry, beep, buzz, squawk."
Yeah, internal PA systems, right?
"Oh, thanks for running over so fast, Henry. Ah, Mrs.???? Needs some rope."
"Mrs. Danvers, Darla Danvers. Newest member of the local book club, but moving up the ranks fast."
"Alright, ah, Henry, Mrs. Danvers is in need of some new rope."
Hmmm, I heard that name before, but she is way too young to be involved in my neighborhood book club, right?
"Shoot, if you need rope, well, I got your rope because I'm the rope guy, so what type of rope were you looking for, Mrs. Danvers?"
"Well, Henry, I have a rack in my basement and I'm planning a BDSM sex party tomorrow night and I need some new rope that is soft, yet strong. It should be a nylon blend and I would prefer a gold color. It should also be pliable enough so that it aids the roping process."
"Ah, whoa, um, just exactly what will you be tying up with this very specific rope?"
"Not what Henry, but who. I will be the subject being tied to the rack that rotates in my basement and this young man right here, Mr. Tiger Joel, will surprise me and have his absolute way with me as I'm helplessly strapped to the rack with a ball gag in my mouth."
(Beep, buzz, squawk).
"Oh, ah, I see, so, um, like naked on a rack?"
"Oh Henry, how else would Tiger Joel do anything he wanted to me sexually if I weren't bound and gagged naked as a Jay bird? Sometimes the ball gag makes drool run out of my mouth."
"Wait, this guy? This Joel? Our Joel gets to walk in on you while you're helpless, naked and drooling?"
"Well, Henry, I will admit that the whips are soft, but that's because I must maintain my appearance for my day job, but he can leave marks everywhere else, with limits, of course."
"So, we're talking about other restraints and a body strapped up with rope? Like boobs and rope?"
"Yes, boobs and rope, I like that Henry, so yes, like boobs and rope and I hope your guy Joel does too."
"Wait, so like a slight hint of purple on your bare boobs because of the lack of blood circulation?"
"Oh, Mr. Henry, have you been in my basement before and I don't recall? By the way Tiger Joel, deep purple is our safe word. Also, I'll start out with purple panties if that's something you like to rip off of your women. So, Mr. Henry, do you think you have something that I need so I can give Joel what he wants?"
"Ah, one moment please, ah, do you think that Joel wants total control over you in such a sexual manner that he can't help but to ravish you over and over? I'm asking for a friend and just where will your husband be during all of this?"
"Joel is best known for ravishing his women over and over and I do not plan on disappointing him, although my boobs and rope, as you said, may not be as big as he is used too, but my shade of purple on my rope choked boobs is to die for. And as far as the no-good faggot cheating husband goes, well, I caught him on the rack one day with a guy named Butch, so he's out."
LOL, you would think that I would chime in sooner or later, right?