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While Petrovich finished, he continued to fuck me.
Because of his sperm in my glasses, there were smacking sounds around me.
When he finished pouring, Petrovich pulled me to him and hugged me.

I hugged him.
Sweat trickled down our shaking bodies.
Petrovich’s diminishing hunt was still on my point when I heard my friend Mishka’s voice: “There you are, Natasha!” To be continued.
Due to the lack of external pathogens, I inevitably plunged first into subspace and then into sleep.
Sometimes I woke up – usually from too loud noise, when, apparently, the garbage was dumped from the balcony into a container.
Then she fell asleep again to wake up from pain – usually in the shoulders or hips, due to the unnatural position of the members and the lack of movement in them.
It was painful and uncomfortable, but I could do absolutely nothing about it.
If Ash had crashed in a car accident, I probably would have died here from dehydration or starvation.
No matter how much I wished such a fate to my captor, I still understood that now my whole life depends on him.
I woke up from the silence around and decided that today the work at the top is finished.
Ash will come to set me free soon.
It seemed to be many more hours before I heard the door open, and felt the presence of my jailer.
My freedom did not come right away – at first, Ash took advantage of my widely spread legs and defenseless vagina.
He massaged it with his fingers until it involuntarily moistened, after which he attacked me with energy that I could not calm down.
I closed my eyes and let him blow off steam.
His weight over my body stretched in different directions only stretched the already tight rope.
Now I was choking and moaning under my mask, partly from pain in the stretched muscles and partly – I admit – from arousal.

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I confess, I came, even under such circumstances.
I could not hold back and did not see the point.
This did not diminish my disgust for Ash and my desire for revenge.
I convinced myself that it was worth getting at least some pleasure from the abuse I was subjected to.
It was not very easy, because I could barely move because of the ropes and Ash, but in the end I reached orgasm, straining in my bonds and gasping under the gas mask’s rubber.
Ash left to change clothes – bastard! – leaving me lying in the same position.
Finally, he returned with dinner and freed my hands, chained my collar to the bed with a long chain, then turned off the light and left, leaving me to free myself.
His whole body was numb and sore.
I unraveled the ropes behind the gas mask and gradually descended lower, unbuttoning the belt behind the belt, until I finally freed my ankles.
By the time I stripped the tape from my head, my dinner was almost completely cold, but I pounced on him with a wolfish appetite.
Falling asleep that evening, I thought how hard this week would be for me and how many

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more times I would have to go through such an appeal.
On the contrary, I lost the opportunity to even walk in my cell, which means that I had a chance to escape from the wire in the hallway.
Instead, I had to be in a tightly bound position over and over again, sometimes twelve hours in a row.
By that time, my muscles would have begged for mercy, if they had the chance.
I, in any case, did not have it – the gag and gas mask became usual for me.
On a day that, apparently, was Tuesday, I was tied to a pole, sitting next to him on crossed legs — my head was securely gripped with adhesive tape and I could not move.
Apparently, Ash considered the need to keep me under control as a challenge to his ability to come up with immobilizing poses in which to spend a whole day.
I spent Wednesday, lying on the bed, prone in the shape of the letter T – my head was passed through the bars at the foot of the bed, and my arms were tied to it.
The straps of the gas mask were also stuck at the footboard, keeping my head on weight, but after a few hours my neck still got terribly sick.
On Thursday, Ash decided that I needed variety, and I spent the day standing with my hands tied behind me and my legs wide apart, tied to a strut and rings in the floor.
With my armpits and over my chest, I was wrapped in a wide belt that was tied to a block at the top and did not let me fall. Online latex anal.

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