Shared, Displayed, Humiliated
Daisy Rose
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Belletristik / Gegenwartsliteratur (ab 1945)
Beschreibung
The clamps are Jason's idea and he has forbidden anyone from removing it as she's shared by him and his many friends, filled one after the other until she's practically bursting. This weekend's agenda includes tying her up to the back of his truck with toys inside her. She is wearing nothing except for a pair of sunglasses and cuffs around her wrists and ankles, keeping her bound in place.
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"Holy xxxx," she hears someone exclaim.
"This is a freakin' baseball bat," says another.
She gulps. He couldn't have put a baseball bat in there... could he?
"Come on, let's use that one." And then, "Can we?"
"I was hoping you would," Jason says.
Oh god.
"Look at this thing." The man is either very kind of very cruel to show her the monster of a thing they're planning to put in her. It's not exactly a baseball bat, though it's big enough to look like one. There's a flared base at the end to make sure that it doesn't go deeper than it should. Jason is very careful with the things he puts in his takeaway bag, wary of people who aren't used to playing with her.