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’ Charlie looked up hopefully and blotted his eyes. A pretty brunette assistant entered, wearing a navy micro-miniskirt and a sheer black blouse through which her hard nipples were obvious. She handed a cup of coffee to Mr. Watkins, then another cup to Charlie, then stood to the side, never meeting Charlie’s eyes. Charlie frowned. Actually, she looked a great deal like– ‘Life just has a way, don’t you think, Charlie?’ ‘How– how do you mean?’ ‘Well, you and Rhonda wouldn’t be caught dead speaking to me back in high school. Now look at you. You’re ready to shit your pants begging me to be merciful with you.’ Another sob burst out of Charlie’s throat. Frank changed the subject. ‘Do you remember that beautiful honors student back in high school, Charlie?’ Nervous silence. ‘Charlie?’ ‘Yeah! Yeah.’ ‘Where do you think that promising young lady is today? Running a corporation? Interviewing celebrities? Counseling stock investments? What do you think?’ ‘I have … no idea, Mr. Watkins.’ He. He said he was going to uncuff me to put me the straightjacket on me like the video showed, he said it was more probably comfortable. I understood he didn't have experience, so I tried my chance and tried to fight him as soon as he removed the cuffs. I was still tied my feet to the wall, he grabbed the whip, and whipped me maybe a dozen of times. He sat on me, I could see his sex on my chest. I felt broken, then he took the jacket again, and I obeyed. He locked it with many belts connected to the jacket, with two going all along my shaved dick. I thought it was over, but he cuffed my ankles together, and I could barely move. He said I had to suck his dick. I said no and tried to escape the jacket but it seemed impossible. slapped my face many times and I cried, then he took something horrible, and kind of mask, with two holes for the eyes, two for the nose, two for the ears, one ring for the mouth. It seemed it was possible to close the holes with some belts. I will never forget when.
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