Johnny buttoned my trousers after pulling them up up. When the man untied my feet but kept my gag on, I should have known there was more to occur. Typically, blood removes my gag first. My arms are bound together by that belly, and I’m supposed to follow him deeper into the trees. We continued to walk until the man quickly forced me to stay on a towel after he found some clarification. I made an effort to look stunning, but as always, it had no lasting effect. I was soon hogtied in the woods with my fingers strapped behind my back by the young boy. Without ripping off the shore towel and having filthy, I was unable to fight very much. Who desires to become strapped, gagged, and whorish?
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