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Even though she was over six feet tall, somewhat muscular and weighed over 230 pounds, Davy was able to grab her ankles and hold her writhing legs together. The four of them carried her over to the two and half-foot tall massage table, laid her on it, and using robe belts, tied her arms to the top corners and her legs to the bottom corners.
Cara never felt more vulnerable and tried to scream even though the hand was still clamped over her mouth. She eyed them warily, watching their every move as much as she could.
Dean looked down upon her and smiled. “Hey panty girl, what moves do you have now? So are you going to change your mind and let me have MY trophy?”
Cara didn’t move and she couldn’t even nod to say yes or shake her head to say no, the clamped hand held it firm. She stared back at them, her eyes defiant in reply.
Cara never felt more vulnerable and tried to scream even though the hand was still clamped over her mouth. She eyed them warily, watching their every move as much as she could.
Dean looked down upon her and smiled. “Hey panty girl, what moves do you have now? So are you going to change your mind and let me have MY trophy?”
Cara didn’t move and she couldn’t even nod to say yes or shake her head to say no, the clamped hand held it firm. She stared back at them, her eyes defiant in reply.
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