Living Latex Statue in tormented in Bondage
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I am mounted on a hard, wooden saddle, my back is arched painfully backwards. This crazy old man . . . Hofhausen . . . he polishes me. He tells me, I must look good for the guests at tonight's party.
Published by RachelDane
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Blemishes on you.
the lemon is here.
something about this.
Unspeakable.
So moist and they're even.
I have to get up for my reintroduction.
I'm late for this evening.
Not dead yet.
May the God of health.
Trapped all alone with some old man like myself.
I'm sure you could have worse states to follow you.
I don't like it.
Relax, I told you.
Let's get that into place.
Stop your whimpering. You know you enjoy this.
There you go.
Look at you, little, sweet ***********.
Oh, there.
That's so sweet.
You'll be nice and firm for the guests later.
That's right, my darling.
Sweat and sorrow.
Tastes delicious.
See?
A little more polished, you'll get a little workout.
I think it's a nice morning.
At last, I'm dead.
Check for the twin machines.
Check for the dust moths.
Check for wind.
Yeah.
That's good. That's good.
There's still a few hours left before they arrive.
I think I'm going to go do some light cleaning.
Don't you fret.
They'll play with you for hours and hours.
You won't even remember who you used to be.
I thought I was going to lose you for a minute.
I'll be right back.
So beautiful.
Then I can be a good man sometimes.
But only for so long.
I'm gonna kick out of you tonight.
Oh, full color even.
Oh, that's quite beautiful.
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