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sexually charged racetrack fantasy story of Saeko Abe :
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d have been out of character not to plead, so I did. "John,
stop this; you know I'll play any sort of game you want, do anything
you want."
"Of course you will, dear; did you think I'd give you the opportunity
to refuse. Now shut up; if you say another word I'll gag you again."
I was silent; another gag could have been deadly. John continued,
"But I do think I'll put the hood back on for now; wondering what I'm
going to do next will be half your pleasure."
When we got into the barn, John tied a rope to my ankle cuffs, and
hoisted me into the air upside down. "Next time, instead of leaving
your hands tied to your waist like that, I'll just attach them to a
heavy weight, and bounce it down on occasion; this time, though, this
pose is just to hold you for a while." I moaned, and had no need to
fake it.
What followed next was a bit odd -- some hammering, drilling, sounds
of something -- a ladder,
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