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"Don't move."
He'd snapped the restraints in place and then
stepped away. Blindfolded as she was, and bent over at an awkward angle, she
was trapped, helpless. Her head rested on the cushion of the chair she was
chained against, and she gave an experimental wriggle. Useless. She couldn't
move an inch and her muscles protested. What's more the chain linking her
wrists dug further into her slit, and she groaned.
So close, she was so damn close. If only she could
create some friction against her swollen clit, she would get off.
"Don't even think about it, pet."
His hot breath feathered across her neck, as he
whispered the words into her ear, and she rolled her eyes under the blindfold,
grateful that he couldn't see her do so. No doubt that would earn her another
punishment just as humiliating as this one.
Something touched her cheek with a feather light
touch, and she flinched.
"No, please."
He laughed, and lifted her hair off her damp neck.
"No? Oh I think, yes, pet, or use your safe
word."
"I hate you," she muttered under her
breath, and he laughed.
"Of course you do, pet."
And then he started tickling.
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