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Chapter 11 by perviously perviously

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Sliding your hands into the sleeves, they soon have the straitjacket tightened around you. "Can you get out?" they tease, tickling you to see the reaction.

"Now, you sit down here for a while" they say, opening up a hole in the floor.

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