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ily remove
but not until he had a chance to leave the barn. It was clear
that I was supposed to remove it; to what end wasn't clear, but I
was eager enough to find out.
It was when I could finally see again that I realized I was under
a car. A lot of cars, especially some imports, have a pair of
tow rings at either end. I was spread-eagled between the them.
He had driven the front of the car up onto jack stands, giving me
a bit more room, but all I could see was the underside of the
engine compartment. Obviously, I was being disciplined; I was
supposed to think about my "stubbornness" while laying there. I
had often found the tow rings suggestive -- actually, I find any
sort of chain suggestive, and I love looking at the locks section
of hardware stores as much as some men like the lingerie section
-- but I never could figure out anything erotic to do with them.
Judging from my response, my captor hadn't figured it out, ei-
ther.
It took me a little while to figure out the second part of the
message.
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