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Pussy Whipped
George lay there on the bed, tugging helplessly against his restraints, looking up at Hypnotic and Summer, wondering how long they would embrace and kiss. Not that he minded watching them, but their cigarettes dangled loosely from their clasped hands above his chest. They hadn't dropped their cigarettes yet, but there was always a first time. Sometimes Hypnotic and Summer embraced for so long that they let ashes fall. While it wasn't painful, he didn't care for ashes all over his chest and...