Chapter Three-2

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“Oh peon, we’re having some fun now, aren’t we?” She reached in front of me and picked up that complicated ball-gag. “However, don’t get your hopes up yet. You still aren’t within a parsec of earning admittance to my harem as anything but a d**k-less, eternally butt-stuffed toilet slave. So this is likely to be your final chance to say anything to me before you’re shriven and dispatched and your mouth becomes nothing more than my lowly commode. Do you have any last words male?” Fighting valiantly to concentrate past the horrible sensory storm in my ass I wracked my brain for something eloquent and persuasive to say: some valedictory that would concisely encapsulate all the monumental things I felt about this amazing deity, and which might win me the least modicum of her grace. Unfortunate

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