Stumble back to your room (again)

Aching all over for the second day in a row, you rub your sore wrists and ankles. To their credit, the monkeys certainly know how to tie a person so that they’re uncomfortable but still safe from circulation being cut off or too much blood going to one’s head, and all you have is slight bruising. The same goes for the girl, who is walking beside you as you head back. Seeing as how you’ve seen her getting fucked and just spent several hours naked and tied next to each other, you decided to ask her her name.

“Anna.” She said.

“So, why did you try to catch one?” You ask.

“I did climbing for years. I thought I stood a pretty good chance.”

“You did great until that bigger guy tackled you.”

“Ugh, don’t remind me. How did you get caught? You were already tied up when I got there.”

“One of them tricked me into thinking I had them, then knocked me down to the ground.”

“You must be new here then.”

“How can you tell?”

“They will always trick you if they can. You gotta keep your guard up until you’re completely safe.”

“That makes sense. How long have you been here?”

“Three months.”

“You chose to stay longer?”

“Yeah. I want to eventually be one of the animals and stay here forever if I can. Or at least until I’m so old that I’m no longer fuckable, then cash out and retire somewhere nice.”

“Which one would you want to be in?”

“The monkey cage if I can. Like I said, I’m a climber. If I can’t get that I’d like to be in the bird cage, since it’s similar.”

“Well I wish you luck.” You say, before going out on a limb (no pun intended) “are you doing anything tonight?”

“Not really, why? Wanna fuck?”

“Absolutely! Should we have dinner first though? I’m starving.”

“We can order room service. It comes with the stay. Now come on!” She says, and grabs you hand to lead you back to the condo.