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Collected by Djian
The man made a leisurely circle around the captive girl. He tested the bound hands, their wrists crossed and tied behind the virgin back. He tested the shackles on the slender ankles. Neither of them taut enough to impose an additional burden on sex beyond that of the weight of its owner. He bent to look at the sex itself below the pubic patch, now swollen slightly from the stress under which it sat.
He shrugged and said, "Everything is in order, Margo. One day you'll realize how easy I'm being on you this first time. If I ever sit you upon the sharp edge of a real horse, you won't be half as calm and collected as now, believe me." He turned and left.
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