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Archive-name: Bondage/bet6.txt
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Archive-author: John Carter
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Archive-title: Bet, The - Part 6
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She wondered how late it was. It must be several hours
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now. She was surprised at how intense her last set of orgasms
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had been. The last one had started so slowly and had been so
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strong at the end.
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She felt something small resting on her stomach. A
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moment late she felt a second object resting near it. As
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before, she couldn't place it from the limited contact.
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Something touched her side. This was still fairly
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soft, but compared to the fur it felt very stiff. This firmer,
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stiffer touch went up her side. If she listened very intently
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she could hear it make contact with her side each time it was
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moved forward. It went up her left side, making a short detour
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up the line of her ribs and then continuing back up her side.
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The warmth in her loins hadn't quite extinguished
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itself after his last episode. It began coming back to a boil
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almost immediately. How long had she been here? Her vagina
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ached for him, not his finger, not his tongue (and where had
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that been, she pouted) but his cock, hard and strong thrusting
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into her. The feeling slowly became an ache. It had been
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there all the time. She was only now becoming really aware of
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it.
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He was now scratching <?>, brushing <?>, rubbing <?>
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the side of her breast. He was going around it in circles, not
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ever touching her nipples. What was that he was using?
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He took the pastry brush again to her breast. The skin
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reacted to the soft filaments passing over it. He watch
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the goose flesh appear as he passed over. When he had the the
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left nipple completely hard he moved on to the right one. He
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began at her ribs, slowly moved in circles up the crest of her
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right breast, and with not the least bit of hurry approached
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her nipple. He looked on, watching her nipple harden.
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He shifted on the bed. Again his shorts were binding
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his member. With his free hand he made an adjustment. The Ice
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on the back of his neck was calming him down after each
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installment, but it's effect was lasting a shorter period with
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each application. He wondered how long he would be able to
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keep his cock in his shorts and out of her. When she had begun
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moaning last time he had nearly forgotten about their bet.
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He was beginning to wonder which of them would give in
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first. He shifted again, trying to find a position where his
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shorts didn't bind. He looked at her body, totally helpless
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before him and knew if he were to enter her he'd wake up
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tomorrow without a hair below his navel.
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She felt the fire in her loins grow. There was a
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second fire in her chest, beneath her breasts. She couldn't
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imagine being as cool as he was being if she were doing this
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sort of thing to him. She was amazed at his self control.
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And what was he using on her breast?
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One of the objects on her stomach fell to the side of
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the bed.
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