The Locklears Chapter One

"Wakey, wakey, sleepy head" the woman's voice was cheerful and playful as she threw a glass of cold water in the unconscious man's face. "Wha, wha, what happened? Did I fall asleep?" As the man opened his eyes he tried to move but couldn't. Looking around he realized he was in an upright position eagle spread. Each wrist and ankle was shackled, locked, and chained. "I'm not into locks and chains. I'm the one paying for sex you have to do what I want". The man's words were slured as he looked at the woman. "Poor, poor, little man I'm not a prostitute. I just pose as one on the internet and in the streets. That's how I get pigs like you" said the woman with an evil grin. "I know you didn't think a woman as beautiful as my wife would be interested in someone like you" said a tall figure as he emerged out of the darkness behind the shackled man. with fear in his eyes the shackled man asked who they were. "My name is Linda Locklear and this is my husband Rusty Locklear". Written by Keith Edward Baucum aka Red Seven aka The Brown Philosopher aka The Green Poet