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Chapter 22 by Thepriceofone Thepriceofone

How long do you wait?

A long time.

You are not sure how much time passes. You feel the cum trapped inside you cool to your body temperature and you grow more and more uncomfortable.

As time passes, you fall into a waking daze. You lose track of time and you find it hard to focus.

Without warning you feel a hard smack of a hand against your ass. Flinching in shock, you wonder what new **** you will face when you feel warm hands into your face.

The blindfold comes away and you blink in the semi darkness and see James standing over you, smiling. The noise cancelling headphones follow and the noises of the world rush into you. “how are you doing baby?” James asks and you mumble around your gag back at him. “Maybe I should leave the gag in.” James laughs in reply. “You sound sexy when you try to talk.

You glare up at him and he laughs. “No I guess not.” He says and reaches down to release the gag. As it comes out, you feel the cramping pain fade as you can move your mouth for the first time in hours.

Moving your jaw around to ease the cramp you try to speak but your voice is nothing but a soft croak. Smiling, James put the nipple of a water bottle to your lips and you suck the liquid greedily. As you drink you see James smiling evilly down at you. He squeezes what you now see is a very large bottle and you feel your mouth begin to fill up. Swallowing desperately you feel the water spill from your mouth and over your face. Taking the bottle from your lips James sprays the cold water over your body. “Gotta keep my little toy clean.” James says with a laugh.

You know you should be pissed at him for keeping you tied up and humiliating you like this but instead you feel the start of arousal deep inside. You try to speak again but you are still unable to.

Rubbing the water into your body James's hands come to your messy cunt. Digging 2 fingers into you he comes out with a gooey mess of three men's cum and your own juice. Reaching down he runs the tips of his fingers over your lips and tells you to open up.

Opening your lips you suck the mess from your man's fingers while you keep eye contact with him.

Once James is done playing with you he releases your ankles to you great relief and then uncuffs you wrists. Sitting up gingerly you rub your sore wrists and try to get up only to collapse back onto the bed. James laughs and reaches down to pick you up in his arms. Carrying you into the bathroom, he helps you shower and then supports you as you hobble back to bed.

Wrapping you in his arms he holds you close and whispers in your ear that tomorrow is your last day at the clinic. Smiling contentedly you drift off into a dreamless sleep.

What happens on your last day?

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