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Chapter 2 by SpectreT SpectreT

What happens next?

A glimpse of the future....

Along with the male voice, I heard the steady click-click-click of high heels. I tried to guess what I was about to see, but I still gaped at what I saw. The first person into the room was a tall, good-looking blond guy, wearing a black turtleneck under a tweed sports coat with faded jeans and solid work boots. His eyes were a little narrow and wide-set, and a dazzling green. He had a large ring of keys with him.

Immediately behind him was a taller - scratch that - allowing for heels, she was his height, blonde woman. In fact, they looked like twins. She was dressed in tight, shiny rubber, and her hair was pulled back severely. Her lips were a little fuller and softer looking than his.

Trailing behind her was something that scared me. A lot. Starting from the toes, this girl was in a costume designed to **** its wearer. Spike stiletto heels nearly as long as her foot left her walking "en pointe", as a ballet instructor once called that foot-curled posture. Her ankles were adorned in thick, heavy manacles of mirror-like stainless steel, with maybe eighteen inches of play in the chain between them. I noticed they seemed to be lined with something, probably to prevent chafing and bruising. Moving further up, she was wearing a chastitiy belt in the same stainless design. Her waist was crushed to an improbably small size in a shiny blue rubber corset that held her tits up and separated. at the moment, her pierced nipples had chains that led to the front edge of a large serving tray, which had a belt strapped around her waist. her lower face and neck were covered by a corsetlike collar, also in blue latex. Sticking out of the front of this collar was a hose with a squeeze bulb, presumably, her mouth was filled with some sort of inflatable gag. Shoulder straps hinted at some cruel armbinding arrangement behind her back. Her head was shaved completely bald, as were her eyebrows. She looked at me, and I think I saw a flash of sympathy cross her eyes as the woman took an electric trimmer from the serving tray and approached me.

What do I do?

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