#261012 - She imagined His eyes on her as she got down on her hands and knees and pulled the end of the leash out of the back of her panties, where it had been tucked so as not to hang below her jacket, and dropped it to the floor beside her. This wasn't rape, this was seduction…and her nipples felt as though they might burn holes in her brassiere. She checked her appearance as best she could, straightening her hair with her fingers, then noticed the bobby pins still scattered on the rug and knelt to pick them up before heading for the exit.
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