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| sexually charged racetrack fantasy story of Aki Oguchi : |
| become firmly planted on the floor. Slowly he pulls your hands down and releases them. He then takes the spreader bar and releases it and removes it from your ankles. He helps you move about the room a little, getting accustom to walking again and getting circulation back into your legs and body. He says nothing, but points to the floor, you immediately kneel before him, head bowed. "Slave, who is your Master?" "You sir, you are my Master." "Sla |