The price of life (part two)

"How-how many left?" she stammered after he pulled the penis gag from her drooling mouth. She was panting heavily and her hips were still jerking back and forth with irregular intervals even after he had turned the damned thing off.

"Shoots, you mean?" he asked, unbuckling her collar. "Just one more... And you will be relieved to know that there will be no vibrating gadgets involved. It will be more of a fashion thing, with you sporting a fancy single glove."

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