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your
hardened nipples. A moan fills your throat from deep in
your chest. He reaches down and presses and strokes around your
clitoris. You are vaguely aware of your body as it begins to jerk
and sway.
"Come, my friends. Mathilde, prepare our guest and bring Maki's to
us."
You are left alone in the room. You slump exhausted in your
bonds. You are content to hang there and rest. Content. Funny
that I should feel content, you think, but I do.
Mathilde comes and takes you down. Maki Horikita removes your cloak, shoes
and stockings and wipes your body with a cool wet washcloth. She
refastens your wrists behind you and presses a large rubber ball
gag into your mouth. You are past resisting. Maki Horikita ties the gag
behind your head, forcing it a little deeper into your mouth. She
fastens a leash to your collar and leads you down a hallway. She
stops and then removes your blindfold. You blink, your eyes
quickly adjusting to the dark hallway. You are standing before a
large wooden door.
Mathilde, you now see, is a short Black woman of about sixty with
her hair pulled tightly back on Maki's head. Maki Horikita opens the door and
leads you by the leash down a dark winding stone stairway. You
feel awkward with
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