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The clamps hurt fiercely, and Karen moaned again, hoping for some mercy. Her moans were simply music to his ears.
She heard, and felt as he turned the vibrator resting on her panties up a speed.
"Keep it balanced my dear, you don't want to lose that"
Karen heard a knock at the door and quickly asked him "What's that?"
He didn't answer, but she could feel him move away, and his footsteps toward the door. She heard the door open, and then heard no ...

She listened to the familar stories, one's that had never failed to make her wet in the past. But today, though she listened, she didn't hear the words, she only heard his voice. All she could hear was his voice, all she could feel was the cold of the glass, the glass sweating on her stomach.

"Don't spill my drink my dear, or the consequences will be harsh for you. I've got something that I'm tired of holding, can you hold it for me my dear?"

Without waiting ...

The glass was freezing on her stomach, and she could feel the perspiration dripping down onto her stomach. He pulled an ice cube from the liquor, and teased her right nipple with it. She moaned and he rubbed it to attention. He repeated the process on the left nipple, then dropped the ice cube into her belly button. She strained against her bonds. He said "Now, I'm going read stories to you about little sluts, and what happens to them when they're tied up".

He went into ...

Karen couldn't believe she was actually doing this. He had told her to meet him at the hotel, and that she should follow the directions he left in room 101.

In the room, on the bed, were the bindings, and the blindfold. Per the instructions, she was to strip down to her panties, put the blindfold on, and strap herself down, legs first of course.

Nervous, and a little scared, she stripped, and laid on the bed. She fastened her legs into the leather cuffs, spreading ...