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Chapter Four-1
Chapter Four Wet Dreams Come True David was towing me toward the second dark portal across the room from the one that Mark took Debby into. There were no lights inside, only the dark grey of the floor against the blackness of the walls to guide our feet. We passed heavy oak doors on each side of the corridor, displaying the dim reflection from gleaming brass plates mounted on them. There was a word or two on each sign, but I couldn’t read them in the darkness, “Game rooms,” David said. “Each room has toys and fixtures for the wildest and most extreme bondage s*x fantasies you can imagine. When we have guests, we will turn on the faint red lights in the arched ceiling above us. But we don’t need them now. I know every inch of this corridor; I designed it.” He stopped at a door halfway d
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