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I squirmed for a moment, testing the completeness of my bondage. My hands were cuffed behind my back, my ankles were cuffed to my thighs keeping me in a kneeling position, my clitty was pulsing in my chastity cage, my ass was plugged with a large black butt plug, I was blindfolded, wearing a posture collar with an extra large ring gag holding my mouth wide open, while I was dressed like a complete slut in PVC, and kneeling on the floor of an adult theater.

The first drop of drool, spilled past my lips and dripped onto my tits. I could hear Master rummaging, doing something. Then he turned me to face where he was sitting at the video controls. I felt his hands on my face, then I felt something cold and a little wet. I realized he was writing on my face in lipstick. I wondered briefly what he was writing.

"I'm not going to tell you what I'm writing, girl," he chuckled evilly. I heard a few faint clicks and realized he was taking pictures. "But I will let you see later." I didn't know he was going to take pictures. I was at once glad, and also a bit scared of the idea.

"Well, enjoy, girl," he patted my head, like an obedient dog. "You'll have to tell me all about it."

I heard his footsteps quietly pace away and the door swung open. I tried to breathe and relax a bit, but it was tough. I was so incredibly nervous, and so incredibly turned on. I both hoped and dreaded someone finding me!

I sat back on my heels, trying to rest a bit, I was in a tough position to rest much, but I knew if this went how I hoped, I'd need my energy.

I tried to listen to the video playing, hearing all the sucking and slurping. I also heard several footsteps go past the door. Did anyone look in? Were they unsure about what was going on? How far did Master go? Would he come back and use me to get the ball rolling, so to speak? Did he really go away? Was I going to be at the mercy of those here...

So many questions ran through my head, I almost missed the quiet footsteps coming into the booth. I sat up a bit and tried to look towards my guest.