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Martin steps away from the computer for a while to take a breather. Hes thirsty so he goes into the kitchen, does the few dishes sitting in the sink, and grabs something from the fridge. Dead center of the island, Im bound and my mouth is tightly wrapped as I struggle in my tiny house clothes. Barefeet, midriff tee, and boy shorts. My knees and ankles are tied, complete with a chest harness and my elbows together. Before he leaves back to the office, he pervertedly watches me struggle so helplessly, and then goes back to his business.
Date: February 3, 2024
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