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sexually charged racetrack fantasy story of Kazumi Yukiya :
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team. I shut my eyes tightly
and prepared for the worst. I'd never felt the sting of a whip.
Feet shuffled about. I couldn't bear to open my eyes to see who stood
where, but I felt them around me. The first crack struck me across my
stomach. I screamed and was reminded of my bonds as I pulled at them
tightly. "I warned you about noise," Michele piped in, "One more sound
and you'll get the ball gag." The second blow landed across my right
breast. Its force jiggled the clothes pin, sending new pain through my
breast. My scream was louder than the first.
Without a word, Michele forced a small rubber ball into my mouth and
tightly buckled its leather strap behind my head. I shouted profanely at
her, but my screams turned to muffled tones. The gag stretched my jaw and
saliva dripped from the corners of my mouth. It was horrible.
The whipping continued. Sometimes the lashes came one at a time, but
often they came in bunches. My fles
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