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When the camera was ready, Mike took the handcuffs off the table and walked behind me. He drew my wrists behind my back so they faced each other and refastened them with the handcuffs.
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The shock almost took my breath away. I couldn't flex my arms
because of the way the cuffs held my wrists, and the position forced my breasts to
protrude invitingly. The tingling where I was sitting on my tendon had moved up into the
deeper recesses of my body. Mike helped me to stand up, and then he put me through a
series of poses: bending backwards, standing tall, and even twisting around so the cuffs
as well as my breasts would show in the same shot. This put a strain on my body, but I
still managed to show a big smile. |