This well built French drama narrates us a story passes in a village. The erotic thriller has four main characters: A boy who is just at the age of the sexual activity. A mad man and two women.
Ruth walked upward the front steps to the house. The babe stared at the piece of paper in her hand, confimring the address. It been a very ordinary house, on a very ordinary street. Only the fact that heavy drapes covered all the windows suggested that it was other than a typical suburban home.
Ruth had received the letter that morning, with the address and directions neatly typed. Female has was waiting for the letter, and at the same bondage torture fearful of its arrival. She had been said what to wear, and she had followed the instructions to the letter: she wore a simple outfit of jeans and a T-shirt, socks and running shoes. She had a simple two undies and a bra on underneath. She wore no jewellery or makeupwadrs, but she had worn a sweater, which she had been told she would do if it was chilly. The weather was not particularly cold but Ruth had worn single anyway, and she was glad she had, for at once a shiver went up her spine as she pressed the door bell.
To her surprise, a babe opened the door. Female appeared to be in her thirties but it been hard to tell. She had dark blond hair, cut short, and she wore a simple brown sleveeless dress of flowing fabric. The dress reached to her bondage torture and she was barefoot.
“Yes?, she asked. “May I help you?”
“Im Ruth.”
“Ah, yes, we have has been expecting you. Please come in.” The woman closed the door behind Ruth, turning the dead-bolt lock as she did so. “My name is Robert. Im to assist you today. Please follow me.”
Ruth had has been taken aback. What could she need assistance for? Where was the man she was expecting? An odd feeling came against her as she followed the girl inside the house. Robert opened a door and led Ruth into a place. It was a bathroom, elegantly furinshed. Along single wall was a fireplace, a tiny blaze already crackling away. Very traditional, there was a large rack of logs next to it. Beside the fireplace were cabinets and shelves with soaps, shampoos and lotions placed neatly. At the end of the room was a large deep sink, supported on iron legs. The bathtub stood in the exact centre of the room, a large claw foot affair, raised on a plinth. In the corner, discretely behind a moveable screen was the toilet. Beside the bathtub was a very solid looking massage table.
“Please”, told Robert. “nUdress here.”
Ruth bit her lip. It has beennt quite what she had expected. The girl had never undressed in front of a woman before. But she was warned that she might have to do things she had never done before. She began to undress. Robert tapped the table, indiacting she was to put her clothes there.
“Now sit here, on the desk.” Ruth did as she had was told, thankful for the warmth of the firelpace. The surface of the table was steel and very cold. Robert bundled upwards her clothes, took few steps with the bundle and threw them on the fire. The fire blazed up with the addition of the fresh fuel.
“Hey, those are my clothse!”, Ruth exclaimed. Robert put her thumbs to her lips, and Ruth fell silent. How will she go home today without her clothes? The female started to worry about what she had allow herself in for. She began to look a lot more carefully round the room. It been comfortable enough, but hanging on the wall were a number of devices for which she would only imagine the purpose. There were things like enema bags, and long tubes, and she felt her stomach clenching at the thought of some of them being used on her.
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