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finally let Angie see him. She relaxed a little, but still looked at Brad with a worried brow. Brad disappeared into the kitchen without saying a word. When he emerged, he had a large glistening knife in his hand. He moved quickly towards Angie, her eyes wide with fear. "You won’t be needing these" Brad said as he began to cut off Angie’s blouse and bra. Her perfect breasts leapt out, jiggling and cool in the evening air, but happy to be free. Her small nipples hardened. He liked what he saw: Angie, topless, gag-balled, tied to his living room ceiling wearing only a pair of sexy tight jeans. "You will be needing this" he said as he wrapped a blindfold around her eyes" "Nice" he said, "nice looking fuck-pig" he continued, letting Angie know he was