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Ⓟ︎ⓐ︎ⓡ︎ⓣ︎:11
Making my way up the staircase, I was worried about finishing my work at 11 p.m. The topic for my thesis was "Gender Role Difference." I sat at my table for a long period with an urge to complete it by 11. In between, Mama used to bring juice and snacks. Constant writing made my hand on fire, and I fell asleep while resting. By the time Livin got in and massaged my palm, his presence was effectively snapping me out of sleep. Are you done with it? Yes, master a little bit more. I'm sure I'll be done by 11. Okay, I'm leaving now, and I want you to be online from 11:30 p.m. to 9 a.m. If you fall asleep, you are going to be in danger, sweetheart. With that, I stood to finish my thesis; by 11, I had completed it and taken a nap. I sprang off the bed at 11:30, silenced my alarm, and took his chat. Soon, a message flashed: Good morning, Natasha! How was your nap? How did you know that, master? Well, there is a camera in your room. Come near it! Where is it, master? On the Lamb. Master, are you tired of me? Nah, baby, I can teach and change you. You are mine. Now undress, eyes on me. I removed my dress slowly, making sure it was seductive enough. Livin is the perfect man of my dreams. I don't want to lose him. His eyes were brimming with desire for me. Now open the box nearby. My eyes widened with fear when I discovered nipple clamping. Let me see it in you, darling. yes, master. Make it a little tighter! Master, it's painful. It should be, baby girl; it's your punishment. You can't take it until I permit you. Natasha, sit straight for five minutes, then tighten and bend for another five minutes. Repeat it five times. You will only gaze at the heart of the clamp while receiving this punishment, and when you are done, you will glance at me.

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