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Chapter 9 by Coy-toy Coy-toy

Who’s hands go up?

Both of their hands

Your heart drops slightly as you see both of the grinning women’s hands go up. They laugh at your slumped shoulders, with Emma proclaiming “wow, Cory, that is one of the biggest staples in any domme’s tool belt. You either really didn’t think that through, or you just really wanted to try it out.”

Raven adds “with how red his cheeks are, I’m guessing the later. Now be a good boy and strip, and we will begin. Do you still have those leather belts in your car?” She asks the redhead, who confirms and heads out to grab them.

You stand up before the gothic beauty, and slowly and shamefully begin to strip off your clothing. When you try to stop with just your boxers on, she snaps “oh no, boy, all of it off.” You look down at the floor as you remove the last of it, showing your erection at the situation fully just as Emma returns.

“Didn’t I tell you he was a slut Raven?” She mocks.

Raven retorts “you are right, he loves being put where he belongs. Or I guess for now he is just an It. Now what do we want it as?”

How do they bind you?

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