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| sexual fantasy story of Mayumi Ono : |
| w hung limp as a rag doll until scheming Suzanne walked to the far wall and pulled on some cables. I was then taut as a guitar string. This WAS the beginning of the end... As Suzanne was securing the cables to the wall, I looked myself over. It sickened me. My muscles appeared to have atrophied, loose skin hung at by biceps, thighs, chest and belly. |