An escort girl comes to his bondage lesson and scratches his neck. He’s worried he’ll stand out like a sore thumb, but he’s keen to learn how to tie them properly instead of just relying on random knots. He wants to find out more about the escort girl before he goes to the dungeon and gives it a try.
He’s always craved control and wanted to be the one to tie the knots, but all the porn he’s watched only shows what it looks like when a girl is tied up. That’s how he ended up on this course, which he found in an online Escorts Girls group.
He sat down with some of the other guys and realized how unimpressive he was compared to most of the other people. They vary in weight and height and everything, but he just feels so… well, boring. He has short brown hair, brown eyes, tan skin, and an average build. He’s only 20, but he already feels like he has his dad’s build compared to most of the supposedly handsome guys on TV. He glanced at the rope in his bag, as everyone had been asked to bring their rope. Of course, they were asked to bring a partner, but that was beyond his control.
“All right, everyone. Thanks for coming! I’m sure you all can’t wait to get started, and we hope you can too,” said an older man, standing on a small stage in front of the class. An older, buxom woman stood next to him. The man grins. “I’m Hunter, and this is…”
“I can imagine,” the woman says simply. Her voice doesn’t sound harsh, despite the attention.
There’s a collective excitement, and it’s no different for an escorts girl. Kelly is beautiful. Thick black hair, pale skin, and a toned body with an hourglass figure. She was wearing tiny black shorts and a tight white crop top, and her nipples were pressed up, revealing that she wasn’t wearing a bra.
The Escort Girls estimated her to be probably in her early 30s, but she looked very good with her high ponytail and minimal makeup, and she looked very confident. He swallowed. He also felt like a virgin and didn’t like the idea of trying new things in public. “I hope you’re all excited. I also recommend that everyone sits on a chair,” Hunter says. He gives Kelly a longing look that catches his eye, but she doesn’t even look.
He swallows but pulls out the rope and looks around. There are an odd number of people there, couples all around him. Five minutes pass and he’s still standing there alone. Hunter goes off with a few others, but he’s still alone until Kelly’s amazing, crystal-clear blue eyes fall on him. She jumps off the stage and comes closer as her face heats up.
