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Poor Marcus should have realised something was wrong when the beautiful Spanish stewardess approached him in the hotel bar, all seductive eyelashes, tight uniform and sheer pantyhose. He really should have smelled a rat when the coquettish young woman suggested they go back to his room after just twenty minutes of inane flirty conversation.
Slightly drunk from the wine she bought him (the fact the smiling bogus stewardess had only ordered mineral water for herself was another clue he later reflected), Marcus found himself handgagged by a female gloved hand almost as soon as he had pushed the hotel room door shut. “Ssssh…” she had told him, putting an almost playful finger to her lips. “I need to base myself here until tomorrow evening, Marcus,” she told him, “and sadly for you I will be keeping my uniform on.”
Marcus frowned in disappointment, only dimly becoming aware this girl might not be what she seemed.
“Alas,” she nodded at him slowly as her other hand elegantly moved to put the hapless salesman in an armlock, “and you will spend tonight and tomorrow bound and gagged - but not in a fun way!”

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Poor Marcus should have realised something was wrong when the beautiful Spanish stewardess approached him in the hotel bar, all seductive eyelashes, tight uniform and sheer pantyhose. He really should have smelled a rat when the coquettish young woman suggested they go back to his room after just twenty minutes of inane flirty conversation.
Slightly drunk from the wine she bought him (the fact the smiling bogus stewardess had only ordered mineral water for herself was another clue he later reflected), Marcus found himself handgagged by a female gloved hand almost as soon as he had pushed the hotel room door shut. “Ssssh…” she had told him, putting an almost playful finger to her lips. “I need to base myself here until tomorrow evening, Marcus,” she told him, “and sadly for you I will be keeping my uniform on.”
Marcus frowned in disappointment, only dimly becoming aware this girl might not be what she seemed.
“Alas,” she nodded at him slowly as her other hand elegantly moved to put the hapless salesman in an armlock, “and you will spend tonight and tomorrow bound and gagged - but not in a fun way!”