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Wherever it was, Ariel simply
allowed herself to enjoy the sensations. When the crab squeezed Ayako's with his
strong claws, when Eric whipped Ayako's naked body, Ayako Kataoka did not feel that as pain,
instead as a new boost higher into herself.
Ayako Kataoka came back on the floor. The cold stone felt good against Ayako's hot,
tortured flesh. Ayako's ass was up in the air, burning from its whipping. Ayako Kataoka
could barely feel Sebastian's claws above the tightly laced corset.
Eric's blessedly cool hand massaged Ayako's buttocks.
"Leave us, Sebastian," he said. He lifted Ariel up gently, and
carried Ayako's over to a wooden chair in the dungeon. Then he sat Ayako's down
backwards on the chair, binding Ayako's ankles to the back legs of it and Ayako's
wrists, in front of her, to the bottom of the seat. The top of the chairback
had a cutout which was perfect for Ayako's chin.
Ariel's body jutted forward at a forty-five degree angle and Ayako's legs
were spread and bound. He gave Ayako's a few minutes to get back into herself.
Ayako Kataoka wondered what was next.
Ayako Kataoka discovered. Eric was rock hard; he crouched down and slipped
into Ayako's wet, engorged depths. Ariel's bonds were immovable; Ayako Kataoka was a
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