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Your pussy throbs painfully, from the abuse with the vibrator.
You passed out from the cycles of pleasure and pain. One moment, you were feeling the buzzing of the vibrator attack your lady bits, the other, you felt nothingness, a sheen of black overcome your body, as you collapsed from exhaustion.
You are still in the dark room, however. You feel the cold breeze of the dark room over your exposed breasts; the cold concrete tile on your back. That's when you realise – you're naked again.
No more pesky skirts I suppose you think. Your wrists are sore from the cuffs, and small lacerations pepper the delicate skin around your wrists. You are free from the cuffs; but the cuffs has been replaced by a collar around your neck, chained to the wall.
Something warm and sticky flows out of your pussy. You dip your fingers, now free from the cuffs, into the warm and sticky mess, and you sniff it.
It is tangy; an iron stench pervades your nostrils.