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Again and the whole procedure repeated one last time. As his finger left from teasing her ass, he helped raise her up. Reaching up, he removed the blindfold, which was now soaked with her tears. "Now, what do you say?" Sarah clearly didn't know, her watery blue eyes lifting up to search his face pleadingly. Stroking her cheek, he let his thumb brush over her red lips, clearly swollen from being pressed together and chewed at during the whole process. "Do you say, 'Thank you, Master'?" Sarah nodded, her gaze lowering down as she whispered. "Thank you, Master." She sounded so meek and plaint ...
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