You kneel at my feet and gaze up into my eyes. You realise that there is nothing you can do. You know that you must obey and that part of you wants to obey, to be made to do things that you have only dreamed about. Recognising the surrender revealed in your eyes I give you an evil smile and nod. "Very good Crystal, I can see you are ready to do as you are to...
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Wanda Rhodes awoke abruptly. She'd always woken being fully aware, this time it was no different, but she wished she hadn't. Her upper torso hurt with unbelievable pain. She tried to move her head, but she couldn't, either she was too weak, or she was restrained. It didn't make a difference one way or another, it sucked either way. Her field of view was lim...
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