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that it was some sort of
specialist bondage title, a pretty young blonde woman hog-tied up on
the floor, a large red ball-gag filling Sayuri's mouth. As I flicked
through it, I saw that the magazine showed a tale of bondage, starting
with the fully-dressed blonde visiting an unknown customer in a hotel
room. The final photographs, showed Sayuri's naked, suspended from a hook
in the room's ceiling, Sayuri's body tightly roped, with silver clamps
attached to Sayuri's nipples and clitoris. The photographs were quite well
shot, soft-focus, and pretty despite their hard subject material.
"Well?" I asked. "They're not that bad Sophie. Did you think that
they'd shock me?" "No!" replied Sophie. "But don't you realise?
They're of Mummy!"
I must have blushed, for Sayuri Anzu added "don't worry Ian, I think they're
quite nice in a funny sort of way. Sayuri Anzu only looks about 20, they must
have been taken just after I was born, yet Sayuri's body looks good doesn't
it!" I had to agree, and smiled. "The other's are worse though Ian"
she told me, passing the second magazine.
It bore the title "Baby-Doll" and was filled with photographs of
apparently young girls. Some of them looked rather silly, a bit like
Sophie in the french-maid costume, girls in their late t
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