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Submitted by Osuna last November 27th 2007, 12:11 PM
I have no idea if I´m dreaming, or dead, or conscious. I walk in the dark, naked and pulled by a silk rope around my neck and my barefeet over a cool marble floor.My hands are tied over my buttocks.

A light from the ceiling slowly starts to glow right ahead, and I see clearly the neuce in my neck being pulled from a pair of crimson cords by each side, which are handled each by tall male figures wearing bull masks. Wide shoulders, muscular and ripped, olive tanned, they conduct




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