Innocence

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(Day Two Evening)

The vibrations had been off for a few minutes before the man walked back into the room. I struggled to lift my head as my body felt weak. He reached inside me and pulled out whatever had been vibrating. I didn't catch a glimpse of it as he put it in his pocket. He came up to me and pushed my chin up with his finger.
"Your really wet darling," he stated. "Too bad this is a punishment so I won't be allowing you the pleasure of cumming yet."
"What?" I inquired, nervously.
He titled his head to the side before a smirk filled his face.
"Oh I see," he said, smirking. "Your an innocent."
I squeezed my eyes shut as he stroked my hair. I just wanted him to stop touching me. Slowly, my wrists and ankles were untied. I fell into him and he picked me up bridal style. My body felt limp so I didn't protest. He took me to a bathroom. A warm bath had already been prepared. He sat my on the floor where my bra was unclipped and took off. I immediately wrapped my arms around my chest. I felt a hot breath in my ear.
"I'll allow it for now darling," he teased.
I tensed up again as he slowly undid the plat that I had in my hair. Then I was picked up again and sat down into the bath. I sighed as the warm water soothed my skin. He passed me a sponge and some body wash then went to sit on the toilet. I looked at him.
"Unless you want me to wash you myself," he stated, harshly.
I shook my head. His eyes narrowed at me. I washed my body with the sponge and then dunked my body under the water to wash off the suds. Then he pointed at a bottle. It was shampoo. I scrubbed my hair with the shampoo before washing it off in the water again. He came over and lifted me out of the bath. I was sat back on the floor and a fluffy towel was thrown onto me. I wrapped it around myself. He left me for a while before returning with a nightdress. No pants. I quickly got changed into the nightdress. I rubbed my hair so that it was a bit more dry and then stood up. I was led back to that bedroom. He pushed me onto the bed. I layed down. My arm was grabbed and pulled up to be clipped into a handcuff. I tried to resist but it was no use. He was a lot more stronger than me.
"Night," he said before leaving.
The door shut and three locks were clicked into place. Tears rolled down my face and I cried myself to sleep.

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