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We've gone over to Jon's one evening. Susan is out of town, and we decided to keep Jon company. He made dinner for us, and we brought some good German beer. I've had a few glasses of wine with dinner. After dinner, we're sitting in the living room, just talking, some about art, some about people you & Jon know. It was a long week for all of us and its nice to chat with friends and relax. Everyone feels very calm, although you suspect there is some undercurrent of sexual tension. You had teased me before we left home, and now, after dinner, you notice my nipples through my shirt.

She was clothed in loose fitting cloths bought cheaply from a second hand store. She was standing, hands cuffed behind her back. The cuffs were attached to a chain which led to the collar around her neck. Another chain ran from the collar to the ceiling, forcing her to stand erect. Her ankles were strapped to the ends of a spreader bar, which held her legs securely apart. She could feel the hard wooden floor against the soles of her bare feet.

The door opened. He spoke: