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In Echo In The Hall, a statue of the nymph Echo has come to life as a result of a sexual encounter with a museum guard named Alex. Aphrodite tells her the spell making her human will last a limited time without her earning the man's love. Alex takes her into his home and gives her a new name, Chloe. In an attempt to make Alex care for her, Chloe takes Nemesis's advice and tries a bondage game with him. Maybe that will make him wild enough to admit he loves her.

Alex stepped further into the room, expecting to see Chloe near the bed. Instead she came up from behind the door and snapped something down on his wrist.

“Hey! What’s this?” Alex tugged on the narrow circlet locked tight around his wrist. A second one dangled from the short chain that attached them. Alex stared at the pair. Handcuffs?

Chloe danced to a few feet away and turned to grin at him. She was wearing some sort of little black lace teddy that pushed up her breasts and outlined her pubic triangle in an audacious display. Black lace stockings outlined her legs, attached to garters, and her feet wore what had to be six-inch heels. Alex wondered how she could stay balanced in them.

She wielded what looked like a tiny whip and slapped it against the palm of her hand. It made a puny sound like a wet noodle on a kitchen counter.

“You are my prisoner!” she said and struck a pose like that of a dominatrix in a dirty movie, wide legs and penetrating stare. Then she giggled, spoiling the effect.

Alex didn’t know whether to be angry over her subterfuge, or to burst out laughing. A bondage game? So this was what she’d been planning all afternoon. No doubt her sister, the porn queen, had put her up to it.

He glanced at the cuff on his arm, at her, and at the room. Oh, what the hell, she’d gone to so much trouble. He hadn’t tried anything this kinky before, but how bad could it get? What was a little S-and-M between friends? Besides, she looked absolutely hot in that get-up. His cock was already hard enough to pound nails at the thought of tearing it off her. If he were free to have his way, he’d have her sprawled on the bed before she could slap him with that dinky whip of hers. He’d shove himself inside her, and wham, bam it would be over in minutes. At least this way he might last a while.

Trying to control his snicker, Alex went down on one knee before Chloe’s astonished face. “I am your servant, Mistress. What is your command?”

“Uh...” Chloe stared at him with wide-eyes before pulling herself back into character. She gestured to his clothes with an imperious wave of her whip. “Remove those garments...slave.”

He suppressed a chortle and went to work, removing his shoes, and socks, unbuttoning his shirt one button at a time. As he pulled his shirt off his shoulders he glanced over at “Mistress Chloe”. She was looking more nervous that he’d seen in recent days, rolling the little whip around between her palms.

“You know,” he said as he unfastened his pants, “If you get to be my mistress now, I get to play the master next time.”

Her eyes fixed on his massive erection and she chewed on her lower lip. “No talking. We can discuss that later.”

Smirking, Alex dropped his pants on the floor. “Just thought I’d mention it. I think I might enjoy having a little sex slave like you.” The single cuff dangled from his wrist, the only thing left he wore. Naked, he strode toward her and dropped to one knee again.

“I await your bidding, mistress."

 

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