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Chapter Five-2
“Yes, sir, that is so,” she answered to the empty faces who awaited her reply. Again, she’d responded thoughtlessly, having little idea what she was agreeing to. Of course, the saner side of her might have screamed an adamant, “No!” to each question. But she wasn’t particularly sane at that moment. It was just a game, was it not? An elaborate cult, bent on pleasure of a sort she’d already succumbed to? What harm could there be in submitting to her body’s physical satisfaction? These swift thoughts made her initial reply easy. But what if she were wrong? What if this were not a game? “You realize what this means,” the man went on, “that you have become Terrance’s property to direct, to use, to punish, to love and to enjoy.” “Yes, sir,” she replied again. Love? She never thought that thi
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