Detained for their pleasure, or mine?
So, thought I'd put into writing a story or fantasy which has been whirling around in my thoughts over man years. Be kind I've never written down this or any other story. But the thread of the story is
Wake up in unfamiliar bedroom
Realisation I'm being held captive
Realisation my captors are 3 women who will use me for their desires
The rules
My servitude begins
The many treatments and experiments
The door is opened, you may leave