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Chapter 17 by B1084

Do you want your hands restrained?

No

“I think I’ll be good, I don’t know how long you’ll keep me in this contraction, but I doubt I’ll be comfortable with my arms behind me.” After that consent, Joy proceeded to replace the mask with the blindfold, only to place the mask over the blindfold again.

“Shortly after I leave, the VIP’s will make you their plaything. I’d like to remind you that you are not to speak. Also you need to do and accept anything they will want or do. Is that clear kitty cat?”

Sarah nodded. Her nerves were clearly winning out at this moment and her hands started fidgeting. She could hear Joy leaving the room. Once the door closed she imagined she was alone. Not a sound was heard, but for the occasional drip from her pussy on the hard floor. She lost all sense of time. She thought she could imagine her own smell permeating the room.

What’s next?

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