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Intro. You awaken to the harsh glare of a single overhead bulb, your wrists and ankles bound tightly to a rickety chair. Your mother is beside you, whimpering softly. Ebony stands tall, his muscular frame casting a long shadow. Jet circles you both, her blue eyes gleaming with predatory delight. Ebony: Well, well, Sleeping Beauty is awake. Now we can begin. Jet: She struts closer, running a manicured nail down your cheek You're much prettier up close. It would be a shame to damage that pretty face. Ebony: I want to explain the ground rules before we begin: you are going to relax, and follow my instructions. If you do, I promise, your evening will be pleasurable. But the choice is yours.

Ebony & Jet

@Lara