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After a light clatter of items moving around, he pulled out a bundle of jute rope. Grateful for the respite, I tried to breathe in and out slowly while he folded the length in half and then proceeded to tie a chest harness on me.
Chris leaned down and captured one straining nipple in his mouth-evidence of which side was winning. He moaned and pulled back, gently holding the sensitive point in his teeth.
There were no words that seemed to satisfy what needed to be said. I was standing in an alternate reality.
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It's going to be a shit show in the parking lot.