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nd in any event I will not be a party to that
sort of violence." Roger seemed to sigh in relief as I contin-
ued, "Hmm -- if we did manage to get some more evidence, could we
use it for blackmail instead? Neither of us wants our proclivi-
ties known." I blushed; I'd been fidgeting with the remains of
the handcuff the way I do with bracelets, treating it almost as
if it belonged there. Roger noticed, and laughed.
"Whatever do you mean by that?" he asked, as he pulled the two
chain remnants close together. "Do you mean you like this?" he
asked as he grabbed a discarded twist-tie and fastened the two
together again.
"Roger! Stop that this instant! Or I'll have to spank you," I
said. But I left my hands together, not pulling them apart,
while we continued talking.
"Can you tolerate being bound again, the way you were when I
found you?" Roger asked. I hesitated; he continued. "If the
chains and hood are on you, but you're laying on the floor, I
think I can pull the rope taut when I see his car entering the
driveway. There would still b
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