Chapter Seven
Dev's hands felt gentle as the bonds on my ankles were released. I groaned as my hips complained to have my legs restored to a more normal position after several hours of being tightly restrained into the most extreme imaginable split and held there during untold full spasms of struggle against their bondage. My shoulders also ached as my wrists were unbound and my new Master helped me to my surprisingly shaky feet. He spoke: “You're going to be bruised from waist to knee unless we take preventative measures, little slave. And that wouldn't do, since it might place unacceptable limits on my options to spank you as much as a girl as naughty as you will certainly require. So let's totter on into the tub room by the gym and get you into the right treatment.”
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