Fayth On Fire Attends a Dark-hued “Tied” Gala

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I am finally prepped and clad to the nine in my lengthy flowing formal dress and strappy ankle high heels. I stance and experience as I make it very clear this type of formal event is not something i am used to attending. Im supposed to get flowers or something, right? I realize rapidly that i very likely shouldnt even talk alot once we arrive as my country accent and mastery wont fit it. The next thing I know, I have a crimson wire upper body harness tied on me. Im a bit uncertain how this fits into this gala’s theme as I insist we are running late. He says its a chinese company so it will work just fine. Lil do I hope next, Im completely dangled onto the stairway banister riding next. Now we are truly going to be late. Before he shovels a ball gag into my mouth, he so kindly mitts me a glass of champagne with the one limb that I do not have bound. I then find out the invitation, the story, the everything was a ploy just to get me tied up and suspending from his stairway so he could go string up with his buddies. He even calls one of his mates to inform him how I fell for his scheme. I gagtalk and protest but it does me no good. I cant believe this, altho this is the most garb and the most classy dress you have ever seen me in and all it took was a classy cardstock invitation to loser me into your ropes. Hmmm…not a bad idea at all:)