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lashes from the tape with a bit of kleenex, but my eyes were taped
securely shut. Then he reapplied the makeup job on the outside of the
tape (I figured this out later as I was taking it off and cleaning
up): Cupid-bow lips, big baby-doll eyes with false lashes, the whole
nine yards.
He put cotton in my ears, held in with beeswax. I had only two
operating senses: touch and smell. He put a drop of sandalwood oil on
each shoulder and somewhere on the tape on my face, and for the next
few hours, that was all I could smell.
When he unhooked me from the ceiling, I was completely disorient-
ed, and would have fallen if he hadn't supported me. I felt very odd.
He put me on the bed with my wrists strapped together and held over my
head at the headboard. I could have gotten the tape off my face if he
weren't watching, but he had too much of an advantage. When I tried to
reach my face with my hands, he pulled my ankles until my arms were
extended above my head again.
Then he made love to me. I turned my face bl
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