The Bohemian s Apprentice Part II
The delicate scent of perfume overwhelmed his sensitive nostrils. Blindfolded and confounded by silence, his heightened senses made out the faint sounds of breathing. It sounded light, airy and female in nature. Realising he was not alone, he sat upright in the chair. Stripped naked and bound by his wrists and ankles, he’d placed his trust in Lina. Deprived of his senses, time had slipped from his grasp. It felt like an age; the sound of distant, ecstatic, feminine cries still fresh in his...
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