First she felt him taking her shoes off, then a hand took hold of her jeans at the bottom and she heard a scything sound. She quickly realised that he... wasn’t tearing her clothes off. He was merely cutting them off with scissors.This made her smile as she could see the funny side of it. Just as she was relaxing into this scenario she was shocked to feel another person kneel beside her head. Two hands quite firmly but at the same time gently turned her head to one side. Then she felt a huge. He pulled my hair back hard and licked and sucked my neck, raising goosebumps down my spine."Oh yes Chris, that is so good." I uttered breathlessly.Once more he gripped me by the waist and turned me to face him, our mouths met in a long languorous kiss our tongues mashing together darting in and out of each others mouths.He stood back and looked directly into my eyes then reaching up with both hands slipped the straps of my little black dress off my shoulders. The dress slid down past my waist. Then there was a flurry of strokes aimed at Jones' head all of which were just as simply deflected. Jones gave a smile; against his skill this man was useless!Now Jones pressed forward, his blade flashing as he kept the lord's sword away from him and after a quick lunge he scored a line across the lord's face, he pulled away as the lord wiped a sleeve on his cheek, looking at the blood there."First blood to me, do you surrender?" Jones asked in the manner of a knight.But the lord shook his. I could hear voices and laughter. I took a deep breath and knocked. A man opened the door wearing a tux and a black mask, he looked me up and down. “you disobey me” as he held my wrist inspecting my bracelet.“Ricky, you did well with the clothes, or lack of, but it needed a women’s touch to finish” I replied. As my fingers rested on his chest.“very well, but I don’t forget easily” he said and took me by the hand and led me in. The room was spacious and open. We walked into the main room, there.