Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20191115201806/@comment-13488655-20200111044728

And so here Flint was, at the mercy of these two women who were probably old enough to be his mother. Bound in place by some weird fetish handcuffs. Not going to reduce himself to begging but still wondering what exactly they had in mind.

".... Where are you going?... Did you guys, prepare for this or something?"

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Arthur wanted to go and help the man but... it was clear by the fact that he was walking away that he wanted some time alone to think about things.