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She’d tied him like this and left him for a while. It was probably
only 5 or 10 minutes, but he couldn’t tell for sure, since he was blindfolded.
He couldn’t complain about it much, as there was a scarf with a knot in
it in his mouth, tied around his head.
He had let her tie him like this. He didn’t realize she would gag him,
blindfold him and leave. Nothing to do but wait. His arms were a little
sore, and there was a dull ache in his nipples, but otherwise he didn’t
hurt anywhere.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>