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my ankles
apart, and raised me into the air. Obviously, by simply removing
the pulley wheels, he could stretch me on the floor, in a more
convenient position for rape.
Suddenly, I heard Roger's voice. "I think we've got him. If you
can, try the release word before he lights the torch!" But where
was Roger hiding? The whole inside of the barn was open; there
weren't even any stalls left.
I didn't get a chance to ask him; John came back in. "I found
something else I want to try before branding you; it should be
even more fun." It was a round file, a very coarse one, that he
had found in the workshop. He rubbed it, hard, on the inside of
my thighs. It would have hurt enough under any circumstances;
with my legs stretched that tight, it was sheer agony. I
screamed, then used our release word. I'd only done that once
before with John, and that time it was a test, though he never
knew that -- it's always wise to learn if your partner really
will stop when things get too rough.
"Release you?" John asked? "Are you joking
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