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reply and let 's head sag
onto 's chest. He held 's up, unchained 's arms and carried her
carefully over to another of the tables. He wrapped 's in the blanket
he'd had ready there and carried 's up to 's room. He would come
back later to get his things, right now was his first concern.
We filed out of the playroom and into the library, where we each
got a glass of our favorite vice. I looked at Tim. He was already
looking at me.
"Maybe he will ask to do me next," I said.
"Or maybe I will," said Tim.
"Or maybe I'll ask to do you," I said looking at him with my best
lascivious glance.
"Maybe I'd let you," he said.
Do The Job, theClone.
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The day of training -
You awake, realizing your mouth is dry from the gag
still wedged into it. You want to cough but find it
difficult to do so. Your body aches from the activities of
the night before and the multiple orgasms you have
experienced. It was no dream, your realize as you come to
from your sleep, for you feel the bodies of your captors
laying beside you. One hand is pressed to your breasts and
from the left, a hand is pressed
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