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A metal cage is locked around her head, her wrists shackled to it. She bends and straightens, trying to cope with all that heaviness weighing her down. She’s so small and petite, you get the sense the cage weighs more than she does. Shackles around her ankles make her legs look tiny. He sits on a stool beside her, so kind. Next to her, he looks huge. He fingers her pussy. She can’t stop herself, the rocking of her cunt in time with his fingers.
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