She bit down on her lip, trying to hold back the moans that threatened to spill from her mouth. The belt was driving her mad, pushing her to the brink of sanity. She needed to get it off, needed to be free of this insidious device that was turning her own body against her.
"How do I take it off?"
There was nothing but silence from the other end.
"How do I fucking take it off!?" Emilee screamed, her frustration boiling over into rage. But there was no answer, only the soft, ominous hum of the stream continuing.
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Lara Lynn