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“Maverick, who would be having this fun?” Scarlett asked with a laugh in her voice. She could see anything, nor could she move and inch. He had trussed her up tightly and then secured her arms and legs to the stand that was there against the wall. The pressure of the rope on her skin was almost comforting. It held her still. The thing should feel uncomfortable as it did pull tight in certain areas. Around her breasts was one of the small knots he had placed so remarkably close to her clit that she could feel it but not get any satisfaction from it. Even if she moved her hips slightly, the knot seemed to always be out of reach.

“Oh, my sweet little mouse.” He said, and she knew he was behind her now. “I think I may need one of these for my office to see you spayed