“Remove your gown.” Her heart skipped a beat, and she could feel the No, Sir on the tip of her tongue. He looked at her steadily. “Do you need help?” She shook her head. “Do you want to safeword?” Did she? Not really, when she’d come so far. Slowly, she did as he asked. She checked her emotions; she wasn’t going to cry this time, thank goodness. “Brave girl,” said Master Dan. He turned to Master Sean. “Bring in the interrogation chair.” Master Sean banged on the door, and it was unlocked from the outside. He went out, and returned a few moments later wheeling a metal chair. It was a normal chair, except for the two black latex dildos rising from the middle of the thick seat. One was short and slender, while the other was longer and thicker. Both were covered with condoms, but the longer one had a hole in the tip. Speechless, Sam looked at Master Dan. He took the chair from Master Sean, and placed it behind her, so that the metal touched the back of her legs. He retrieved the pump dispenser of lubricant, and slathered the obscene protrusions.
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