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sappointment every time I strained to recapture that edge.... After
a few minutes he took a washcloth and wiped my clitoris free of the
anesthetic, but I was still numb.
"I can keep this up all night," he said. "Or, I could wash off
the anesthetic, gag and blindfold you, and tie you suspended from the
ceiling. Which would you rather?"
"Ceiling?" I said.
"Look up. See the extra rings?"
I did. there were several new eye-rings in the ceiling. I had
noticed them already.
"I will put a harness on you--one you haven't seen yet, and
suspend you from the ceiling by it. You will be floating above the
bed, blindfolded, gagged, and spread-eagled. And you won't be able to
stop having orgasms.
"But you'll have to beg me for it. You'll have to convince me
that you want it."
He was still pressing on the front of the vibrator. I was begin-
ning to feel it again. I tried to keep from reacting: maybe I could
steal a secret orgasm. I wasn't exactly on the edge, but I could just
barely see the beginning of an orgasm peeking around the
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