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There were steps. The master brought my outfit: a black velvet eye mask, my makeup (apparently taken from my purse), a translucent silver dress, my shoes, new black thongs and stockings.
He unfastened me, and led me into the shower without any leashes. Moreover, he left me alone in the bathroom and smoked outside the door.
I do not know why I deserved such freedom, perhaps he was checking me out?
In any case, I came out, again fragrant oils. We returned to the hall where I began to dress. The dress...
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He unfastened me, and led me into the shower without any leashes. Moreover, he left me alone in the bathroom and smoked outside the door.
I do not know why I deserved such freedom, perhaps he was checking me out?
In any case, I came out, again fragrant oils. We returned to the hall where I began to dress. The dress...
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I was awakened by a sound nearby. My rapist was sitting in his chair and drank wine.
Oh dear, it means everything that happened to me is not a dream. I felt that until now, wet from sperm, apparently, I did not sleep very long. I really wanted to write.
Seeing that I was awake, he rose from his chair and, coming up to me, pulled out the gag.
“You look great - like a bitch fucked. How do you feel?"
"I want to go to the toilet".
"It's good now".
He went out and a couple of minutes later returned with a collar and a leash.
"Without...
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Oh dear, it means everything that happened to me is not a dream. I felt that until now, wet from sperm, apparently, I did not sleep very long. I really wanted to write.
Seeing that I was awake, he rose from his chair and, coming up to me, pulled out the gag.
“You look great - like a bitch fucked. How do you feel?"
"I want to go to the toilet".
"It's good now".
He went out and a couple of minutes later returned with a collar and a leash.
"Without...
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I woke up from a strange feeling. I have a gag in my mouth. My hands are tied with ropes to the wooden carved arm of the sofa on which I lie. I can't move my legs either: they are divorced and tied to the second armrest. At the same time, I still feel a little dizzy from the cocktails and champagne drunk yesterday.
I do not understand, where am I?
Despite my immobilized position, lying on a soft couch is quite comfortable. I'm trying to look around. The spacious hall lights several red ...
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I do not understand, where am I?
Despite my immobilized position, lying on a soft couch is quite comfortable. I'm trying to look around. The spacious hall lights several red ...
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