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Kai struggled to his feet, the plug shifting inside him with every movement, a delicious, maddening sensation.
Victor walked around him, his eyes appraising. “Good,” he said, a satisfied smirk on his lips. “It suits you.”
He then reached into his bag again, pulling out a small, silver key. He held it up.
“This is the only key,” he said. “I will be the one to take it out. You will not touch it. You will not take it out yourself. Is that clear?”
“Yes, Sir,” Kai said, his voice barely a whisper.