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at Dodds
had dosed 's brandy with was making 's drowsy, and Flora was soon
fast asleep, unaware of the clicks of the key turning in the lock.
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When awoke, lay still a moment, trying to remember where she
was. There was a sour taste in 's mouth, and the smell of leather
filled 's nostrils. 's head felt tight, and 's mouth cottony and
full, as if she'd been drinking. When remembered the events of
that morning, made to get up, to look for Jason and Mandy, but- she
couldn't! couldn't move a muscle, literally. 's entire body felt
clamped in a hard, immovable shell.
realized then that 's eyes were actually open but couldn't see
a thing. What's happened to me? thought. forced herself to
calm down.
When tried to move 's head again, realized that had been
put into bondage again, but what bondage!
Mentally, took stock of 's senses. could feel a stiff, form-
fitting leather helmet laced tightly around 's head. The fullness in
her mouth was a soft gag which tasted of leather. Although had
been wearing discipline helmets on occasion for years, this struck her
as odd, as was certain that all of Mandy's were made of rubber.
Nonetheless, helmets could handle, they were part and parcel
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