... Finally He removed it, and his hands. I had noticed earlier that several people had brought camera's with them, now it appeared that everyone had. I was turned and twisted to pose for these people, my hair practically ripped out of my head to force me to look into the cameras. Paula reached down, still holding one arm and ripped my skirt up to my waist, flashbulbs popped. They didn't bother with the formality of auctioning my skirt, it disappeared in a frenzy. I passed out. When I awoke I was spreadeagled on my back on the coffee table, feet tied, each to a leg, arms held back over my head by Paula and Jan was surrounded by the guests, Gloria was slapping my face ...
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