It starts with the image. The one that he has to see over and over. She’s manacled, hooded, shackled to a chair, chained to the wall in his dingy basement, downstairs, where everything begins, where it has to begin – at the bottom. Breasts, nipples, flush of pussy. It’s clear from that moment on that she alone can save him.
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