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But I certainly didn’t expect any kind of hot BDSM fun on my last getaway. I was driving up the New England coast, stopping here and there at different little towns I’d not explored enough. It was still a sultry summer day in August, but I was already feeling the fall vibe. Have I mentioned how much I love Halloween and horror movies? Maybe it’s the torture aspect that gets me all turned on thinking about what that killer in the woods could do to me. Perhaps he’ll give me some hot BDSM fun. Tie me up, make me his naughty submissive slut, spank me, wrap those hands around my throat. Yes, please!
So, I was definitely in the mood when I stopped in Salem, Massachusetts. Maybe those witches weren’t thinking about any hot BDSM fun back then. But I was certainly getting turned on by the idea of being a total submissive slut and doing whatever any man told me to. Yes, sir, I am a witch. What are you going to do to punish me?
But I didn’t expect any kind of hot BDSM fun at that point
I wandered around town. Then I stumbled upon the witch wax museum. Of course, I was intrigued. So I went right in. My timing wasn’t the best. And the handsome tour guide, Tom, told me that I had just about a minute to book the next session before they closed. Naturally, I did. But since I was the last person in, it was just me and him. I bit my lower lip as I looked him up and down. Sure, he was a little young for me, it looked like he just started college. But I was horny. And I wanted to hear all about the history of Salem. Maybe he had some historic hot BDSM fun to share?
He led me into the main auditorium. And then had me sit in the dark. I heard his voice over the speaker beginning to tell me all about the history of the town. Lights came on, highlighting different wax figures showing the situation he described. I can’t lie, when the spotlight hit one of the witches with a rope around her neck, my pussy got a little wet.
He wrapped up his presentation. And I went right up to him to personally thank him. Thank him with a passionate kiss, of course. I felt his hands wrap around my waist. And he pulled me up onto the platform.
And my dirty mind went straight to fantasizing about some hot BDSM fun!
We were surrounded by wax figures. But I wasn’t even thinking about that. I was thinking about the rope hanging down from the ceiling. I think he could tell I was interested in some hot BDSM fun! Because he yanked my skirt right down. And started spanking me with a wooden paddle. Then he yanked my hair back. Soon, he had that rope around my neck. Just tight enough to make me gasp for air. And that’s when I felt that hard cock press right into my pussy. And the end of the paddle press right up against my ass.
He continued to pound my juicy cunt for hours. As he pulled that noose around my neck, I came so hard. Begging him to fuck me harder. The next thing I knew, I woke up on the platform of the museum. All alone. I glanced around. Everything was exactly as it was when I walked in. There was no sign of any hot BDSM fun that had been had. So I gathered my clothes and walked out to the lobby. Apparently, some time had passed as they were reopening the museum. Had I passed out and slept there overnight? He must have literally fucked the life out of me! I stopped by the cashier and asked about Tom’s whereabouts.
She looked at me with a surprised look on her face. And then solemnly said, “Tom? Oh, he disappeared ten years ago. No one has seen or heard from him since.”
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