Chapter Forty-Five
Friday, October 20th, 2000, 11:52 pm
Gemma adjusted her position; it was still uncomfortable. Angie had first shown her all of the “equipment” and “tools” around the Dungeon. She’d asked Zoe to undress Gemma, and then locked her into these wooden stocks. Gemma’s wrists were quite thin, so to make sure she couldn’t slide them out of the stocks Angie had fastened a pair of handcuffs to each wrist. The wide metal cuff stopped her pulling her arm out of the stocks and escaping. Her ankles were locked into steel shackles that were attached to the base of the stocks, forcing her legs apart. Greg would love her like this. He’d step up behind her and slip his c**k right in. Yummy! Maybe there was something interesting about this bondage crap after all!
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