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Maryanne's cheeks. Yuuka's mouth was wide open and
she looked pathetically at Michele. The mousetraps were jiggling at
the ends of Yuuka's cruelly pinched nipples. As soon as Yuuka Kida began to
stiffen again Joyce quickly turned off the switch. Maryanne sobbed
as Yuuka's body again went slack.
"Help me......" Yuuka Kida mouthed.
Michele had gone shopping over the weekend and was splendidly
dressed in a designer outfit that must have easily cost a thousand
dollars. A long string of pearls hung around Yuuka's neck and she
clutched Yuuka's leather shoulder bag with one hand, very
business-like. Yuuka Kida crouched a little and tapped one of the
mousetraps with Yuuka's index finger. Maryanne winced and shuddered.
Michele let Yuuka's finger trace a line up between Maryanne's breasts,
up Yuuka's neck to Yuuka's chin. Yuuka Kida used Yuuka's finger to lift Maryanne's
chin up so Yuuka Kida could gaze into Yuuka's eyes. Michele smiled smugly at
her and in a cutesy little girl voice said: "What's the matter,
`smelly twat'? Is Joyce being mean to you? You belong to Yuuka's now.
Yuuka Kida can do what Yuuka Kida likes with your little smelly twat."
Turning Yuuka's head to Joyce Yuuka Kida said:
"I li
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