MsSaskia
Posts: 14
Joined: 9/9/2004 From: Denver Status: offline
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There are restraints and ropes everywhere on you. You can't move an inch without something pulling somewhere. You stretch an arm and it contracts your leg. You're face-down or standing up or on tiptoe or squatting or perched on something that keeps moving underneath you. Worse yet, you can't see anything and the gag in your mouth is muffling all your mumblings. Every now and then, you hear a soft, sinister chuckle, and you wonder what I'll be doing to you this time. You don't know how much more of this you can take, but somehow, you never want it to end. MistressSaskia
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