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I wrap the chain tight around my hand and yank.
Her head snaps back and she falls onto her ass, looking up at me with red-rimmed, glistening eyes.
She is horny.
I did not expect her to be someone who gets off on humiliation. That is unexpected....but useful.
I pour the remaining whiskey over her upturned face. Her tongue darts out immediately, catching what she can. She takes in quite a lot, so, I lower the pour to her chest. I need her humiliated, not intoxicated.
“The rules are to be obeyed,” I say, lowering myself toward her.
“I’m sor..... AHHH!”
I pull on the n****e clamp, cutting her apology into a wild scream.
I tug again. Deliberately. Relishing on how sweet she cries out.
“What does the rule say?” I ask, still pulling. Her eyes are filling with tears, and this is o
