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There he was. Sat naked in the creaking wooden chair, blindfolded, wrists tied to the armrests, he was gritting his teeth, sweat and blood was pouring down his chest starting from his shoulder, he let out a groan of pain and then began to sob.
"Pleeeeeeeease!" He wailed. "Please let me go! Why are you doing this god damn it!?" I wiped the blood from my lips and adjusted my body while still mounted on his lap, I felt his warm skin rub against my bare thighs as I moved closer to him and removed his blindfold.
"What's wrong?" I asked him as he gazed back at me with terror filled eyes. "You told me you liked it rough..."
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