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In the night within a barn sized hut of stone, candle lit. The smell of hemp, vanilla, and musk. My bare self bent over a small and short table. Hands bound at my front with knees hovering above the smooth stone floor. A large mellifluous but sadistic sorceress with dark lustrous hair and vivid eyes, pompous and plump bottom which shes settled just below my shoulder blades. From my slender torso to bony hips, I am braced by her powerful abounding legs...