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STORY # 09 THE MASTER CHRIS COLLECTION
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WATCHING THE MAID
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You are sitting at your desk working on a lazy Friday
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afternoon when your phone rings, "High", you hear me say, "Are
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you ready for an adventure?" Your heart skips a beat. Every
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'adventure' that you have been invited on has been an experience
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beyond the ordinary and you are at once nervous and excited about
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what is about to happen. "Yes", you say in your little-girl
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voice. You can almost hear me smile at the other end of the
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phone. Prepare yourself and I'll pick you up at your apartment
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at 7pm. I hang up the phone and you are left, wondering at what
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you are preparing yourself for. You notice that you have become
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almost instantly wet and you squirm at the sensation. The
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minutes between the call and the end of the working day drag on
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for ages. As soon as work is over, you rush home. As soon as
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you arrive, you draw a hot bath and take off your clothes. You
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soak yourself luxuriously, making sure to wash yourself
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everywhere. You are so aroused by now that you are dying to
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masturbate but you know that it is strictly forbidden. You
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resist the temptation to play with yourself as your washcloth
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slides over your shaved pussy lips. You take a razor and
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carefully remove any trace of stubble on your sensitive pussy.
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It does not take too long and you are ready. You open your
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closet and select a pretty white dress. You do not put on either
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panties or bra as these garments are not permitted when you are
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preparing yourself. You do your hair and makeup and then you
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look at yourself in the mirror. The dress is not really see-
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through but it is flimsy enough that your dark brown nipples are
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definitely visible through the thin fabric. You are glad that
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your pussy is shaved as a dark haired pussy would also be
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instantly visible through the light sun dress. You sit down on
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the corner of the bed and wait patiently. The wait is not long
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before the doorbell rings. You meet me downstairs and before
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entering the car you raise your skirt to show that you are not
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wearing underwear. This simple act of submission is scary. You
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are nervous that someone might see you actually exposing
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yourself. You keep your skirt raised until I give you
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permission to lower it. By the time you are sitting in the car,
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you are flushed hot and wet. You are very curious about where we
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are going but you know better than to ask. The drive is not
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particularly long and when we arrive it is to the entrance to a
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huge home, a veritable mansion. We are greeted by a tall, dark
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butler who is very handsome. He leads us up the stairs, along a
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corridor and into a darkened room. The door shuts behind us,
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leaving just the two of us alone. "Take off your dress.", I say.
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You pull the dress over your head leaving you naked. I guide
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you over to a leather chair that looks a little like what you
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might expect at a hair-stylist. You sit in the chair and watch
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as I pull stirrups out of the arms and fit your feet into them.
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Straps attach your ankles to the metal stirrups and your feet are
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adjusted wide apart. Your hands are tied together and attached
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behind the head rest of the chair. Thin leather straps pull your
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knees even wider apart thus completely exposing you. You are
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now completely helpless. The chair is facing a curtained wall
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and you watch as I move over to the side of the room and lower
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the lights. The curtain moves to the side and you see that you
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are now looking at a large window into another room. It is a
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study of sorts, the walls covered in books. The decor is sparse
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but tasteful. Black leather chairs and sofas are off to one side
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and a large forbidding desk is off to the other. A man and a
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woman, both in their mid-30s, both extremely attractive are
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sitting on two of the leather chairs in the room. You realize
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that what you must be looking through is one-way glass. You are
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about to observe something that the participants will not know
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you are watching! Your pussy starts to get even wetter as your
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imagination begins to run wild. You do not have long to wait.
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The far door to the study opens and a young girl, perhaps 17 or
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18 years old enters. She immediately presents herself in front
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of the older couple. She is wearing a pretty little black and
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white maids uniform on her petite body. She is blond, with
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short curly hair and her legs seem very long in the short uniform
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skirt. The sound from the room comes through a speaker in the
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wall. "Denise you have been very displeasing.", says the man.
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"I am sorry, Sir.", says the maid bowing her head. "I will try to
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do better." "No Denise, you are going to have to live with the
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consequences of your behavior.", says the older woman, "You are
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going to be punished for your poor performance." Denise's eyes
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open wide. "Oh please don't", she pleads, "Please....?" The
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pleading falls on deaf ears, however. The older woman stands up
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and comes over to the maid. "Turn around Denise.", she says.
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The maid slowly, hesitantly turns to face away from them. You
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imagine yourself in the room, what it would feel like to be
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facing away from this couple, not able to see what they will do
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to you next. The thought sends a shiver down your spine. The
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older woman reaches down and grasps the hem of the maids uniform.
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With one motion, she pulls it up over the head of the young girl
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and off of her. She is left now, only in her panties and bra.
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The brazier is next and the older woman quickly unhooks it and
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pulls it off. Now she grasps the waistband of the white cotton
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panties which are the last defense of the young maid. You can
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hear the teenager whimpering as the skimpy garment is slowly,
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gently slid down her long tanned legs. Now naked, Denise is
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instructed to clasp her hands on top of her head and keep them
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there. The older couple leaves her there for a couple of minutes
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letting the anticipation build. Yours is building also. Now the
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man stands up and takes Denise's hands and ties them behind her.
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Her right wrist is tied to her left elbow and her left wrist is
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tied to her right elbow. It is a position you know well. It
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leaves your breasts, pussy and ass completely exposed and
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helpless for whatever your master or mistress wish to do to you.
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Denise is now turned around and you see her front for the first
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time. She is beautiful. Her breasts are firm and trim but
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topped with very long brown nipples almost like your own. Her
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body is long and lean, like a gymnasts and her pussy is also
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shaved completely bare. You watch as the older woman approaches
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the maid holding a couple of nipple clips. As they are attached
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you feel me reach around to attach two clips to your own nipples.
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You and Denise moan with one voice as the metal clips fasten onto
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your sensitive breasts. Denise is now led over to a straight
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backed chair and the older woman pulls her over her knee. You
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know that the young submissive is in for a bare-bottomed spanking
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and you are very hot knowing that you will be able to see it.
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The woman is not in a hurry to begin the punishment, however.
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She orders the girl to spread her legs wide apart and you see her
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begin to caress the teenager from behind. You feel the chair
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beneath you begin to shift and you are startled by the movement.
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The seat under you slowly spreads apart into two halves. The now
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warm leather pulls your buttocks with it thus holding your anus
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and pussy completely open. You feel something cool and hard
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touch your ass and my hand moves beneath you to adjust it so it
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is touching the center of your anus. The hard, lubricated dildo
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slides slowly but relentlessly up into your bottom. You gasp at
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the sensation, you are, of course, helpless to do anything about
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it as the unyielding intruder slides further and further up into
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your body. You are breathing in short ragged breaths and your
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whole body is trembling by the time the anal dildo stops moving
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upward. You are fully impaled by it. Your ass is stretched
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uncomfortably wide and you are filled totally. You look ahead to
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see that Denise has suffered much the same fate. Her bottom now
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has the end of a plastic butt plug sticking from it. Her
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paddling is about to start and you watch as the leather covered
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paddle descends on her helpless white buttocks. The sharp crack
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of it sounds again and again as she is spanked. The anal dildo
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in your rear now start to move slowly in and out in long full
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strokes. You gasp at every insertion. Denise's bottom is red
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before she is allowed to stand and as she does so you see me move
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to in front of you again. I attach 2 clips to your pussy and you
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feel them pulling your pussy open to expose the pink interior.
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Denise is now being placed on her back on the large table in the
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room. Her nipple clips are being played with by the older man
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as the woman ties her with her knees wide apart. You feel a
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thick vibrator being slid into your soaking pussy as Denise
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suffers the same fate. Your moans and cries are almost identical
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to those coming from the other room as Denise's vibrator fills
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her up and then turns on. The humming in your own pussy is
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bringing you close to an orgasm and I quickly reach down to shut
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it off. "Not yet.", I whisper. You squirm in frustration,
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pulling at your bonds desperate to touch yourself. The dildo in
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your bottom continues to move and you push yourself down on it
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trying to get it deeper into you. The woman in the other room
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has now picked up a crop and is stroking the young slave's inner
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thighs with it. "Please no... Please don't whip my little
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pussy.", pleads the petite maid. The older woman just smiles.
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The first stroke of the crop on her pussy is quick and is quickly
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followed by several more. You watch as the crop strikes all over
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the sensitive flesh. You know exactly how she is feeling and you
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moan again in frustration as you feel your own juices trickling
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down your thighs. The crop is now aimed at Denise's sensitive
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anus and you see it strike at and around the butt plug there.
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Denise is straining at her bonds as the crop strikes. You know
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that vibrator or not you are soon going to come and just then the
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vibrator starts again. It moves swiftly in and out of you and
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you feel your toes curl as your feet pull against the stirrups.
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Denise cries out as her orgasm hits her. The sound of her cries
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sets you off and you cry out yourself as wave after wave of
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orgasm wracks your body. You pull at your bonds with the
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familiar feeling of helplessness as your hands pull into little
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fists and you squirm back and forth. You let yourself go totally
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into the orgasm, feeling your stomach and thighs spasm again and
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again. Finally the vibrator is removed and as though from far
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away, you feel the anal dildo slide out and my fingers remove the
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nipple and pussy clips from you. You are almost in a dream state
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as you feel me lean down until my lips are touching your ear.
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"Soon you will be punished together.", You hear me say and you
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drift off to sleep with a contented smile on your face knowing
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there is more to come.
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