"I've always been into panthers," you reply.
She smiles at you in an almost knowing way, "Funny..somehow I could tell that." She leads you into a moderately-sized bedroom, with an elegant four poster bed. She gently pushes you down onto the soft mattress, tugging at your jeans, smiling again at your bulging member. She pulls your shirt open, stroking your now-bare chest, lightly licking at your nipples. She keeps you so distracted that you don't even realize she's slipped soft bondage cuffs around your wrists and secured you to the bed, until she pulls away from you and you're unable to follow.
"Stay right here," she says, giggling a bit. "I'll be right back with a treat for you." She exits the room, casting a sensual glance back at you. You can't help but wonder what will happen next. A briefly paranoid part of you expects incriminating photographs to be distributed to many of your friends in the near future.
Your consort returns a few minutes later with a companion. She has brought another woman with her, a girl who looks about twenty one. She has shoulder-length black hair and piercingly green eyes. Her skin is almost frighteningly pale. She is clad in a small black bikini, which matches her hair perfectly. "This is Petra," the first girl says, introducing her to you.
Petra walks over to you with a fluid grace of movement not normally seen in such a young woman. She smiles at you, running her fingertips over your cock. "Are you ready?" she asks in a sultry voice, a breathy whisper oozing with innuendo.
"Oh...yeah," you say, hoping you don't blast your load within a few seconds of penetration. But then things started to get a little odder than you expected.