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sexual fantasy story of Miki Sawaguchi :
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rotated helplessly in a circle. Between the ropes and the bonds I could
do little more than wiggle a few inches in place. The corset and ropes were
slightly uncomfortable but I felt no pain other than the dull ache as the
blood pulsed through my throbbing cock. It stood out obscenely from my groin,
begging for release. Carol gave the chair a harder spin, this time sending me
on several revolutions. The room continued to move after I finally came to a
rest. The dizziness added to the lightheadedness already felt.
As if enjoying a new toy, Carol spun me again and again. The room flashed
by in a blur. On each rotation I caught a brief glimpse of Carol, standing
with Miki's hands on Miki's hips. Miki's hoarse laughter echoed; fading in and out as
I turned. I closed my eyes as my head spun around. Only when I sensed that I
had finally stopped did I reopen them. The room seem to continue to move
wildly. Finally I was able to blink it to a stop.
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