"Do you have any particular attachment to these tights?" he asked me. It seemed like sort of an odd question to me, but then again, finding myself blindfolded and handcuffed to the kitchen chair not four hours after I met him would probably seem odd to most people. So I said that I didn't and immediately heard them being shredded as he ripped them to pieces with his teeth.
Later, blindfold, handcuffs and nylons all removed, he wrapped me up in his arms and asked me what I was thinking. I was thinking a lot of things and don't remember what I answered, but mostly I was thinking Damn, his teeth are sharp. This is going to be fun.
