He set a meal bar and tin cup with water on the concrete floor. I hadn't eaten since much earlier in the day with Master Chris. Former Master Chris. The bar stuck in my throat a bit and I washed it down with the water."Over here!"He gestured to the chair with the straps on it. I crawled over, feeling anxiety stirring in my guts. He ordered me to sit and he started by chaining my wrist and ankle manacles to the chair, but he didn't stop. Arms, legs, torso, head, all secured snugly to the hard wooden chair, not letting me move an inch. My legs were forced wide apart, and with just a small seat in the chair, my sex dangled over the edge, exposed and vulnerable. The back tilted slightly, and the head rest tilted back a bit more, leaving me staring at the ceiling, and at a big camera with a bright red light. I couldn't see any part of my body, or Emerald Earring.A handheld camera loomed in front of my face, starting with my eyes, roving down my face. He documented my body for them. He p
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