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Hung from the ceiling, I'm blindfolded and at his mercy. He teases my pussy, running a feather lightly across my clit, sending shivers down my spine. I squirm, trying to find relief, but my restraints hold me in place. He switches to a leather flogger, the sting against my wet folds making me gasp. With each strike, I feel my orgasm building, my pussy dripping with desire. He knows my body better than I do, bringing me to the brink of ecstasy before backing off, leaving me hanging, literally and figuratively.