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In the confines of my purpose-built jail cell, this rubber slave is locked down in metal ball mitts, to prevent masturbation, and a heavy metal hood to ensure he spends hours in fearful, solitary, silent contemplation of his fate at the hands of me and my American friend Carissa. He is scared of suffocating inside the metal ball so. naturally, we women lock the door and leave him alone to whimper.
In the confines of my purpose-built jail cell, this rubber slave is locked down in metal ball mitts, to prevent masturbation, and a heavy metal hood to ensure he spends hours in fearful, solitary, silent contemplation of his fate at the hands of me and my American friend Carissa. He is scared of suffocating inside the metal ball so. naturally, we women lock the door and leave him alone to whimper.
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