When you are driven to distraction by your desires, scratch each other's backs.

Thank you so much, love. That adds a lovely finishing touch.
I lean in close to her and murmur something to her as I take a very little step in her direction so that I may be even more intimate with her. "Will you join me tonight?"
She gives me a sly look as her eyes narrow and become extremely concentrated on me as she leans forward over her wineglass. She continues by saying, "I thought you'd never ask," after each of these phrases.
As I sat back in my chair and grabbed for my vodka glass to take a gulp, I couldn't help but have a hearty giggle to myself. "You've been in this room for a little over a thirty second interval at most."

She laughs as well, and as we are both drinking our drinks, we make idle conversation to pass the time. In order to ensure that she is absolutely calm and collected before entering any of the rooms, Sofia likes to drink at least two glasses of wine. Following the greetings from a few of the regulars who came over to say hello, we spent some time mingling with the other guests and getting to know them better. In the end, though, Sofia sips the last of her wine and then sets the empty glass on the bar once she has finished drinking it. After only one shot of vodka, I made the conscious decision to stop drinking since I don't like anything that dulls my senses.
When Sofia puts her hand on my chest and wraps her hand around my necktie, she does it just below the knot in the tie while still maintaining her grip on my chest. She does so in a carefree way, gently pulling on it. "You want to tie me with this, don't you?" "You want to bind me with this?"
"If I didn't have any other choice, I was really contemplating throwing you in jail." My voice is starting to become raspy because I've started to imagine all of the horrible things that I want to do to her.

She asks this with a genuine interest in knowing the answer: "Lock me up."
I let her know that "We put some stocks over at The Silo," and as I do so, I see the fire of enthusiasm that is already there in her eyes become even more intense. It has rapidly become my favorite toy to play with in a variety of situations. We gave it an appearance that was as true to the medieval era as we could make it by having it constructed out of reclaimed wood and cast iron. I believe I read somewhere that being forced to stand in stocks was originally a form of physical punishment that included public humiliation, and well... Having sexual relations in public while being restrained by your head and wrists may be a very embarrassing experience for some people. I remember reading about this somewhere. "I assumed that I'd put you in there and let you suck my cock for a short time. I placed you in there." After that, I'm going to f*** your a***, and after that, I'm going to f*** your p****, if I haven't already. Tonight I'm going to exert full dominion over you while you are helpless and immobilized. I'm going to have entire authority over you.

"God," Sofia mutters as she heaves a rough breath in and out. "I can't believe how dirty you are," the other person said.
As I continue to explain this to her, I reach out and hold her by the elbow, grinning as I do so. I then tell her, "It's why you like me so much."
She continues her explanation by saying, "And because of this, I adore you." "I truly hope you would teach Steven some of that slang or harsh language. I think he would benefit from it. Even if he's amazing in the bedroom, he simply doesn't talk enough to make up for it.
As I lead her out of the bar and remark to her in a sarcastic tone, "Yeah, I am not going to be teaching your hubby how to act rudely to you," she responds. On the other hand, she said, "if he wants to do a threesome with you and I, he may observe and learn from how I do it."
Sofia giggles as she says, "Now there's a beautiful idea," as we make our way toward the doors that open to a foyer beyond The Social Room. After that, we have the option of entering any one of four other rooms, all of which provide us the chance to participate in naughty activities, but The Orgy Room is the one I'd want to utilize on this particular night.

Our forward motion has been pulled to an abrupt halt by a woman who is obstructing our path while intently gazing in my direction. We have not even made it three strides before she has stopped us in our tracks.