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Elle walked out of the bar, trying to order her thoughts on what happened. If any media knew what happened, her career would be over. She didn't know what got into her, but God, she loved it. Even now, part of her wanted to do it again.

She looked around for Dakota, but didn't see her anywhere. The only person there, this late at night was a girl in a latex tight dress, a full rubber hood with blindfold and gag, platform heels and with her arms bonded in her back. Cum was dripping from between her legs.

"What a weirdo." Elle mumbled.

She then decided to leave, it has been a while since she went to that bar, she probably went back home.

But Dakota wasn't home. In fact she only reappeared days later. She was shaved from head to toes, wearing a metal collar with a lock, a white latex tube dress and high heels.

"Dakota ! I was so worried ! Where were you ?" Asked her sister.

Dakota bit her lips with a smile and looked down while playing with the lock of her collar. "Well..."