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and their nipples wakened. They were erect,
hardened. I felt his lips on my nipples, sucking and nibbling gently.
He continued, becoming stronger, more insistent, until they began to
ache. Suddenly his hand was at my sex again. My body gasped and
arched, pulling against the chains. My knees lifted up, my legs bent
as far as the chains allowed.
I stopped, frozen and heard my body's breathing grow ragged. I
watched him position himself over me and slowly--very slowly--enter
me. My body was already shuddering on its own. He supported his weight
with his arms so that he was almost suspended above me. My spread-
eagled body floated weightless, penetrated and quivering with excite-
ment. He began moving ever so slowly and gently with what felt like
enormous but controlled strength--strength held in reserve.
My body was gasping and panting involuntarily, drawing in great
gulps of air and making the same incoherent whining noises I had
earlier when I was crying, gagged. Then my back arched off the bed, my
limbs pulled all the chains suddenly taut, and my body held itself
rock still, almost vibrating, not breathing. My throat made a little
squeak, and he made one more powerful, expertly timed thrust, the
slowest of all. I don't think I was even climaxi
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