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ream of
terror came from deep within his soul. It was abruptly choked off
when Samantha jammed the pacifier into his mouth and buckled
its straps tightly.
An hour later David was moaning in pleasure even though
part of him was full of panic at the gradual process that would
soon rob him of any ability to hold his water. They had put him
into a strait jacket and hobbled his ankles with fur lined leather
cuffs, attached a bag of juice to a pole on wheels and his pacifier,
then left him alone to wander the room and concentrate on what
was happening to him.
He had to admit it was ingenious and effective. Every little
spurt of his urine was captured by the penis sheath and delivered
through a tube to the plastic probe that pressed against his prostate
gland, the source of male pleasure. The warm spray was enough
to incite erection and orgasm but an electrical sensor also made the
probe vibrate gently for a few minutes. His body couldn't resist
the temptation to bring on the pleasure
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