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You are in the living room of strict madam Eris Martinet when she walks in and catches you playing with balloons. 'What on Earth is this silly nonsense?' she demands as she strides purposely into the room, wearing her tight cutoff blue jeans and a pair of black high heel pumps. Some women may have sympathy for your love of balloons, but not Madam Eris: her first instinct is towards cruelty, and to thoroughly humiliate you. She places her foot arrogantly on the first balloon and watches you squirm... then relishes the sight of your tears as she stamps each one out of existence. Finally when ...
You are in the living room of strict madam Eris Martinet when she walks in and catches you playing with balloons. 'What on Earth is this silly nonsense?' she demands as she strides purposely into the room, wearing her tight cutoff blue jeans and a pair of black high heel pumps. Some women may have sympathy for your love of balloons, but not Madam Eris: her first instinct is towards cruelty, and to thoroughly humiliate you. She places her foot arrogantly on the first balloon and watches you squirm... then relishes the sight of your tears as she stamps each one out of existence. Finally when ...
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