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Daisy had thought it was a fantasy, a bad one, but a fantasy none-the-less. Nothing could have been further from the truth. Instead, she found herself tied to some strange apparatus, a fucking machine between her legs and a man she has never seen before standing ominously over her. The more she struggled to get free the more coldhearted her tormentor became.
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