By Takeo
Prologue
Lugano, Switzerland. The temperature is high for the beginning of summer. It feels so good to be able to walk around in shorts and t-shirt after the long months of a particularly harsh winter. I am standing on the platform of the main station, waiting for the early evening Intercity train that will take me to Basel. I check on my mobile phone to make sure that I have the ticket for the night train which Sir Flo sent to me a few days before.
Found it. Monday, June 10th 2022, Departure 21.13 from Basel, arrival 07.20 in Berlin. The ticket indicates a cabin with four couchettes. Being shy, I would have preferred a private compartment, even if I had to pay something extra myself, but Sir didn’t give me this possibility. I have nothing with me, not even a backpack. I followed the instructions left by Sir and took only my phone and my ID, nothing else. To spend seven days at the SM Apartments, I would have thought that Sir would ask me to take a few outfits and some gear with me, in addition to my personal belongings, but no, nothing. Not even my chastity cage. Not even money.
