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Copyright <20> 1998, T. Allen Strange. ALL Rights Reserved
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This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without
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the written permission of the author. This story may be freely
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distributed with this notice attached. The author may be contacted
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by writing tallenstrange@mrdouble.com.
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WARNING!! THIS STORY DEPICTS SEXUAL INTERCOURSE
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BETWEEN AN ADULT AND A MINOR CHILD!! THE STORY IS
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ABOUT INCEST! IF THIS TYPE OF STORY OFFENDS YOU, THEN
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**READ NO FURTHER!!!**
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THIS MATERIAL IS NOT INTENDED FOR CHILDREN OR
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ANYONE UNDER THE AGE OF EIGHTEEN (18) YEARS OF AGE!!
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ALL PLACES, EVENTS, AND PERSONS DEPICTED IN THE STORY
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ARE FICTIONAL. ANY RESEMBLANCE TO ANY PERSONS,
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ALIVE OR DEAD, ARE COINCIDENCE, SELF-INDUCED
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DELUSION, AN OVER-ACTIVE IMAGINATION, OR WISHFUL THINKING!!
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ANY PERSONS **STILL** READING THIS STORY HAVE NO
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OBJECTIONS COMING TO THEM REGARDING THE CONTENTS
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OF THE SAME.
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m/f, mm/f, M/f, Mm/f, MF/f, m/F, con, non-con, S&M, B&D
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HOUSE OF SECRETS
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By
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T. Allen Strange
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CHAPTER FOUR
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For the following two weeks things settled into a pattern
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between Heather and her brother. During the day they both went
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about their own lives as before, doing the things they always
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did with their own friends. They seldom saw each other except
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during meals. At night however Thomas would sneak into her
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room, make her get naked, and spend the next hour or so looking,
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fondling, fingering, and eventually, fucking her.
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And as always, especially by the time they got around to the
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latter, Heather was an eager and willing participant. It was
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difficult to keep from making noise during all this and she was
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constantly afraid of waking her younger sister. Thomas on the
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other hand, seemed to thrive on the added danger. For her part,
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the added tension was bearable only because she thoroughly
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enjoyed him screwing her. Occasionally, however, he would get
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her horny, make her suck him off, then retire to his own bed
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leaving her unfulfilled. She would have a hard time going to
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sleep then and be very cranky the next morning. She as yet knew
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nothing about masturbation to relieve her sexual needs, so she
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suffered in silence.
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On this day the routine changed. Heather had been discreetly
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informed before breakfast that she was to spend the morning
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outside with him. Thomas would not elaborate, only that after
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their parents left for work and Danny and Laura went off to
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play, she was to pack a picnic basket with sandwiches and be
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ready to accompany him.
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And he had led her deep into the woods behind their house
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into a particularly dense thicket of scrub trees and tall
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bushes. Just as Heather was certain they could penetrate no
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further they burst through into a small clearing. To her
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surprise, a shack was standing in the center. It was made of
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boards and corrugated tin and wire and nails and even sported
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one window. In fact, two entire walls, one with the window, and
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one with the door were cannibalized from an old discarded
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utility shed.
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"Where'd this come from?!" she'd asked in surprise.
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"What do you think I've been doing all these days? I built
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it!" he announced proudly.
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He then made her remove her shorts and panties and toss them
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on the ground beside the shack.
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"Girls have to be naked at least from the waist down before
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going inside," he grinned.
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Heather quickly complied. She no longer blushed at being
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naked in front of him; he'd seen her too often. Yet she felt
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particularly vulnerable and defenseless this way. It also meant
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she was more inclined to obedience. Thomas seemed to sense this
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although neither of them understood the psychological nuances
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behind it. Whether or not he understood it, the fact that he
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allowed her to keep her blouse on only served to emphasize the
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rest of her nakedness, keeping her conscious of it.
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Heather opened the door and stepped inside. And stared. An
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aluminum-framed cot rested against the wall at the far end. In the
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middle of the room was a contraption constructed of 1x4, 2x4,
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and 1x8 boards. Old rugs, some folded, some rolled, were
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affixed in various places to it, obviously as padding. Ropes,
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chains and dog collars were also attached to it. A hand-painted
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sign nailed to a support beam proudly proclaimed "THE RACK!"
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She glanced around and saw more chains, with a variety of dog
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collars attached, nailed to the walls and more hanging from the
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ceiling. Three chairs were in here as well, two of the common
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kitchen variety with the vinyl peeling off, and that had
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obviously been salvaged from a junk yard, and an old child's
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potty chair. This latter had been modified in such a way that
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the user could be strapped in. But it was the wall to her left
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that caused a panicky knot to grip her stomach. On it hung
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belts and paddles, funnels and rubber tubing, switches and
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homemade cat-o'-nine-tails, along with various clamps and
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clothes pins and gags. She also noticed the blindfold he'd made
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her use that day in the kitchen.
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"Welcome to 'The Dungeon'. You'll be spending time in here
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now and then, learning how to be a good slave," he said happily.
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Heather had expected him to do something mean then. But he
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didn't. He'd shown her around his master work then made her
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kneel in front of him, unzipped his pants and pulled his cock
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out. He stood with legs slightly parted, hands on hips, and
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merely looked down at her, domineering, while she sucked him
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off. He stood in this manner the whole time she sucked his
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thick cock, watching, motionless. Only when he began to cum did
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he move, grabbing her head with one hand and holding her still
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while he filled her mouth with his semen, telling her to swallow
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it. Afterward he sat down on one of the kitchen chairs and
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talked while she stood before him. All the while he kept
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staring at her, first her pussy, then her bottom. She became
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more and more nervous wondering what he was up to.
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Now she stood before the window wondering when he was going
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to do something, too afraid to ask.
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Finally he stopped talking and grabbed a buttock, pulling her
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to him.
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"Take your top off now," he commanded. He fondled her bottom
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while she pulled her blouse over her head.
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"Throw it outside, then come back here."
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Heather did as instructed. When she returned he resumed
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fondling her fanny. He turned her so her back was to him. She
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shivered as his fingers traced a path down the crack of her
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rounded cheeks, past her anus, to her vaginal opening, and back
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again.
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"Bend over. Put your hands on the floor," he told her. She
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noticed the huskiness of his voice and knew whatever was going
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to happen had started.
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She did as instructed and felt her legs being pushed farther
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apart. Then she inhaled sharply as his mouth was suddenly all
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over her pubic mound. A soft moan of pleasure escaped her as
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his tongue flicked wetly over her clitoris. From time to time
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it dipped into her vagina and he pressed his face against her
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wet opening and fucked her with his tongue. Then his mouth
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concentrated on her clit, finding the little button of her sex,
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drawing it into his mouth and alternately sucking and licking
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it.
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She spread her legs wider, shamelessly offering herself to
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him. By the time the clitoral orgasm drew near she was
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pleading, "Faster Tommy! Oh don't stop!" Then her breath came
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in ragged gasps as she came.
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Thomas pushed his face firmly between her splayed legs and
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held her tightly, drawing her swollen clit into his mouth. He
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felt it throb as he sucked it.
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"That's enough! Stop Tommy! No more, no more, no more!" she
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cried, trying vainly to pull away.
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When Thomas did quit he saw her pussy was dripping moisture.
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He stuck a finger into her wet honey-hole and grinned as she
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moaned and pressed herself against his hand.
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"Are you ready for a really good fucking?" he asked, twirling
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his finger around inside her pussy.
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"Yes!" she whispered.
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"Would you like a really HARD fucking?" he asked, pounding
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his finger into her.
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"You can fuck me any way you want!" she replied, moaning.
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"Then come with me. I want to try out my machine," he said
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curtly. He led her to "The Rack" and within minutes had her
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strapped in.
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Heather found herself astraddle two beams set about three
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feet apart, in a frog-like position. Her legs were strapped in,
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then she was made to lean forward, her wrists placed into a pair
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of small dog collars, and secured to either side of the same
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beams. The end result was that her butt was raised slightly
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higher than her head. She was surprised to see Thomas
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approaching with both a gag and paddle.
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"What are you going to do?" she asked, suddenly aware just
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how helpless she was.
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"I'm going to give you a spanking and I don't want you making
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a lot of noise," he said. Heather noticed the huge bulge in the
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crotch of his pants.
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"Don't hurt me Tommy! I always do everything you tell me
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to!" she whined. The "paddle" was one of those paddle-shaped
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pieces of wood that have a rubber ball attached to a rubber
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band. Ball and band were missing. She suspected it was the
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round object in the cloth gag he carried.
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"I know you do. This is part of your training. I'm your
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master. You will be taught total obedience to me. From now on
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you will be spanked in some fashion at least every other day.
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Today won't be too bad because you've been a good girl."
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"I don't want you to do this," she whimpered.
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"Are you defying me?" There was a challenge to his voice.
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"No I just...." Her voice trailed off. She was smart enough
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to know she was in a no-win situation.
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"Open your mouth and take this," he ordered gruffly.
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Her eyes began to fill with tears as Thomas inserted the ball
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gag in her mouth and secured it. Heather was shocked when he
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produced a large mirror on an adjustable stand and placed it in
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front of her. She couldn't understand what he wanted with it
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until he walked behind her. She could see him clearly standing
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behind her. Then she understood. He wanted to watch her face
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while he did whatever he was going to do with her!
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"Does this feel good?" he asked inserting a couple fingers
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into her pussy and finger fucking her rhythmically. Heather
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nodded, keeping a wary eye on him in the mirror. When she was
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again sloppy-wet he stopped.
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"Okay, let's warm your pretty ass," he said, winking at her.
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Everything about the "Rack" was adjustable. He'd spent
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considerable time planning its construction and the end result
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was a multi-positional and completely functional instrument,
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regardless of how crude it looked. He removed a dowel and
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raised the end of one beam nearly a foot, then reinserted the
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dowel. He did the same to the other one, raising Heather's butt
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up well above her head. Thomas saw Heather's panicky face
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staring at him in the mirror and grinned at her. When he took
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the paddle and raised it she began to struggle against her bonds
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pleading with her eyes and trying to talk around her gag.
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"It's okay to cry if you want, Sis," he told her without
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animosity, "This is going to hurt pretty good."
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Even with the warning Heather was not prepared for the hot
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pain that followed on the heels of the first "Whap!" of the
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wooden paddle against her bottom. She howled around her gag,
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but it was little more than a plaintive "mew" by the time it
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could be heard. Indeed, the sound of the paddle against her
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raised butt was much louder than the puny sounds of protest she
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was able to manage. She cast an agonized look into the mirror
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and tried to scream as the paddle raised again.
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Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap!
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Heather writhed against the bonds that held her. Her ass
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felt like it was on fire and Thomas showed no inclination to
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stop. His expression in the mirror was one of rapture as he
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slowly worked the paddle back and forth, up and down, giving her
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buttocks a thorough going over.
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Whap! Whap! WHAP! WHAP! Whap! Whap! WHAP! Whap! WHAP!
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After what seemed like an eternity he stopped. Heather was
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unable to see his reflection now, she was so blinded by tears.
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She heard a familiar sound, a click followed by a whir being
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repeated several times, and through the haze of pain realized he
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was taking pictures of her. She heard him shuffling around
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behind her.
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She felt a jolt as he lowered her again to her previous
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position. Then he unceremoniously inserted his penis into her
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vagina and started fucking her. When she was finally able to
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see through her tears she was startled to see he was stark naked
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also.
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"C'mon, get wet," he said driving his swollen manhood into
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her. "You're going to need it."
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Heather was aware oh his hands fondling her bottom as he
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fucked her, spreading her cheeks and even inserting a finger.
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This wasn't new, he did that quite often. Just a few nights ago
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he finger-fucked her in the ass for nearly half an hour before
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tiring of it. Still, she had no idea what his intentions were
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even when he pulled his penis out of her wet pussy and pressed
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the slippery, bulbous head against her anus, until he began
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pressing it in. She yelped into her gag and tightened her
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sphincter muscles.
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"Stop that! Relax your asshole and take my cock, Heather!"
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he ordered.
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Heather shook her head vigorously, still struggling against
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her restraints. But it was too late. Pressing the head of his
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cock against her anus with a thumb he forced it in. Then he
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Watched her face as he slowly forced several inches into her
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ass.
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Heather's eyes grew wide and a definitely pained expression
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distorted her features. He liked that.
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"Do you remember me telling you that someday soon it was
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going to be my cock up your ass?", he asked. He didn't expect
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an answer.
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"Well, today's the day!" And with that remark he thrust his
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shaft into her upturned ass. Heather's scream was of course,
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muffled by the ball gag so that it couldn't disturb his
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pleasure.
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Thomas watched with fascination his cock spread Heather's
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pink anus. It looked so big going in! Then he drew back and
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began butt-fucking her.
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"Sweet jesus! Your ass feels great!" he groaned. "It's so
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tight and hot!"
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He reveled in the way his cock felt in her tight asshole and
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the sounds of her muffled cries. He kept looking from her red
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butt to her image in the mirror. Her distress showed in her
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pale face. He also discovered butt-fucking was very different
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from pussy fucking. Her asshole was not slippery, it was a new
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experience that had to be learned. After a couple of minutes he
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had the hang of it
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"Yeah, we're gonna do this a lot from now on," he groaned
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happily.
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"Okay Heather, I'm going to put it all in your butt now and
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fuck you hard. It's gonna hurt because you're not used to it
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yet, so you can cry if you want."
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Heather's eyes widened as he sank his entire shaft into her
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upturned ass, then began pounding it into her. Her surprise
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quickly turned to one of agony and her muffled cries were
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louder.
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Thomas glanced at her reflection from time to time to see
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what affect this rump-humping was having. Each time he looked
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he was pleased to see her pained expression hadn't changed.
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Mostly, however he kept his eyes fixed on her pink anus and red
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bottom and soon settled into a steady rhythm, repeatedly driving
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the length of his manhood into her hot, tight, ass. Each thrust
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ended with his groin smacking firmly against her cheeks.
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"Damn, Heather! If I'd known how good this feels I'd have
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bung-holed you sooner," he groaned.
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Heather cried out frequently, but her muffled cries fell on
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deaf ears. Thomas was only concerned with his own pleasure.
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That isn't to say he cared nothing for his sisters discomfort;
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quite the contrary actually. He genuinely LOVED his sister.
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But her sole function was to gratify him sexually, nothing more.
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When she acquiesced to him that first night, she surrendered
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complete control of herself to him. He was merely exercising
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the right she'd given him. He knew his cock was hurting her;
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but that only made it better. He was the MASTER!
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That's what this was about. He was her Master and she was
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his slave. Ass-fucking her was the symbol of his power over
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her.
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"Hang on sis, I'm going to fuck REALLY hard now," he warned
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her.
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He grabbed her waist and began slamming his cock into her
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ass. He heard her squeals even through the ball-gag and glanced
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at her reflection. Tears ran down her cheeks and her expression
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was one of extreme pain.
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"You might as well get used to this," he grunted slamming his
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meaty cock into her, "You're going to be getting it up your ass
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a lot from now on."
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It was not meant as a threat, but as a statement of fact. He
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continued to pound her asshole for several minutes, each thrust
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jarring her whole body. Then he began to to groan and his
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thrusts became erratic as his cock began to spurt hot globs of
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cum into Heather's bowel. Thomas closed his eyes and hung onto
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her while his throbbing manhood sent his seed deep into his
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sister's upturned ass. When it finally subsided and the last
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thick streams of semen were discharging into her ass, he looked
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at her reflection and smiled. Her blue eyes were wide with
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wonder. He waited until his penis was flacid before pulling it
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from her butt.
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Thomas stepped outside and Heather heard the unmistakable
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sound of someone peeing. Moments later she heard him come back
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inside. Then he was standing in front of her removing her gag.
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Heather blushed as she noticed her face was the same level as
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his groin, and his cock that had just fucked her ass dangled
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only inches from her mouth. For a sickening moment she thought
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he was going to make her suck it.
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Thomas seemed to sense what she was thinking.
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"No sis, I'm not going to put in in your mouth. That's one
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thing I will never do. If I butt-fuck you I won't put it in
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your pussy or your mouth until it has been washed," he reassured
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her. "But I wanted you to see how easy the <20>Rack<63> will make it to
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fuck you in the mouth too."
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There was a tone of pride in his voice that was unmistakable
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even to her. But she wasn't interested anymore.
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"Tommy, can I get off now? I don't like this," she said sullenly.
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"What you like isn't important Heather. You'll get off when
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I say so," he replied. "Did you enjoy your butt fuck?"
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"No! It hurt!" she snapped. Then, seeing his face darken
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with anger, quickly added, "But I liked the last part when you
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squirted your stuff in me!"
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Thomas had taken a half-step toward the "Wall", now he
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stopped and listened. A half grin creased his face.
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"Yeah, I saw the way you looked in the mirror when I was
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cumming. You really liked that?"
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Heather nodded. It had surprised her the way it gushed
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inside her, like hot, wet comfort, almost soothing the pain. It
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seemed to lubricate her enough that his jerky thrusts didn't
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hurt as much. But she ached in her bowel and stomach, and her
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bottom still smarted hotly from the paddling.
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Thomas studied her a moment, then grinned and released her
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from the restraints. She stood on wobbly legs as he guided her
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to a corner of the "Dungeon" where a beach towel was spread on
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the earthen floor. It was the first of <20>many<6E> sessions she would
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have here.
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