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Chapter 5 by gothamalleyviper gothamalleyviper

Who do you see?

A teasingly familiar voice that commands absolutely

The address his friend had given him was a coffee house done up in “olde-tyme” style complete with wood framed bay windows tinted to the point of being one way mirrors, and an oak front door. Walking in the front door, there was an welcoming room filled with various book shelves and curio cabinets, a woman in a Victorian maid dress sitting in a tall chair with a painted poster of Vincent Price’s appearance in The Fall of the House of Usher (with the movie tittle pained above for clarity). The maid “Maid looked up from her book.

“Which party are you here for?” the woman asked with a board look on her face.

“I am here for a date…” Adam said meekly, “A blind date.”

“Oh, Guinevere was right, you are a cutie,” the woman’s face took on a coy smile, “She is waiting for you upstairs. Do not worry, she came extra early.”

The woman in the maid outfit closed the books she had been reading and got up, beckoning Adam to follow her as she went to one book case and moved it like a door, revealing a hidden stair case, the greeter pointed up the stairs and smiled. Adam walked past her and slowly made his way up the stairs, there were lots of painting of women in leather and fetish wear with male and female slaves along the wall and Adam it was making Adam excited and a little scared. At the top of the stairs, was a note with his name on it. It instructed him to knock, enter, get on his hands and knees and crawl forward towards the back of the chair and wait silently. Adam followed the instructions to the letter. He could smell leather and rubber, he could hear a figure moving around in the high backed chair he was crawling towards, but he dared not look up or around.

“Stop,” came the oddly familiar woman’s voice.

Adam froze, the feminine voice had sent a tingle down his spine. The smell of coffee, leather, and rubber tickled Adam’s noise. There was the sounds of rustling, squeaks and plops of rubber followed by the clicks of heels as the unknown woman walked towards Adam. He kept stone still and kept looking down despite the temptations.

Why does he know that voice?

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