Not A Stereotype, Not At All

As I tumbled to the floor, the feeling of soft carpet dragging across my skin made me immediately aware of the fact that I was now completely naked. Feeling around to try and find a wall to lean up against, I stopped as a hum rang out through the room

The room seemed to slowly light up, vaguely allowing me to see the outlines of furniture around me. A few flutters of light alerting me to the position of a few scattered lamps as their dim yellow bulbs finally sprung to life, the chandelier overhead doing the same a moment later

The room I was in looked impressive, filled with carefully sculpted pillars and features, heavy carved wood furniture dotted around with one massive twelve seat dining table being the focal point of it all.

Looking around, I couldn't see Kristen anywhere. I walked around the edges of the room, carefully admiring the intricate details adorning the walls.

As I moved around the room, I noticed a stain on the red carpet, the large wet patch looking a much deeper color than it's surroundings. A shiver running up my spine, I crouched down next to it. I had to see what it was, just to know what to expect in this strange place. Using my finger to take a dab of the fluid on the carpet, I could see that it was mostly clear. Hesitating for a moment I brought it up to my nose

It definitely smelled like cum ''Eww, Eughh. Okay, that's...'' I paused. Knowing what the stain was, made me take note of just how much of the carpet it covered ''That's a big puddle''

Deciding there wasn't much else to see in here, I made my way toward the large double doors, twisting the cold brass handle and stepping out into the next room