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As she stared through the thick bars of the cage in which she sat, the enormity of her choice was dawning on her. Fifty days, that's what she'd ed up for, but now that only a few hours had passed, that time seemed like an eternity.

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The fact that she was being watered like a pet rabbit was another source of her looming doubt about this entire venture.

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There was a single door on one wall acting as the room's only entrance, although there was no handle on the inside, and Sam had not yet worked how it could be opened. There was also a hose faucet near the base of one of the walls. Even if she somehow escaped the cage she currently occupied, she doubted that she would get any further the larger room.

The walls were unadorned and the room itself was dimly lighted Human dairy farm story fluorescent bulbs in the ceiling. Aside from her breathing, it was completely silent. She closed her eyes and tried to let her mind wander, but it always shot back to the burning question: "What was she doing here?

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She'd agreed, and didn't regret it. He had a sumptuous dinner Widows sex stories that they ate together in a small but dining room. He paired a different wine with each course, and she was full, and warm, and drowsy by the end of it.

They made small talk during I peed my pants stories meal. Neither she not he brought up the reason she was there. It was already after 10 by the time they finished eating.

After clearing the final dishes, he returned to the dining room but didn't sit. Just a hint of nervousness struck she thought of what would come tomorrow.

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The guest suite where she was spending the night was, as with the rest of the house, spectacular. A soft king sized bed dominated the bedroom.

An attached bathroom was fully stocked with expensive bath salts, lotions, shampoos and conditioners. There was a sitting room as well, with a table and a sofa. It seemed excessive for the short time she would Curved treadmill biggest loser be staying there.

Woods suggested. I'll be by at sharp. Despite her nervousness, Erotic disney stories bed was so comfortable and the delicious dinner had sated her so completely, she slept soundly until the alarm sounded far too early.

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Woods would be seeing her naked that thought made her shiver with both excitement and trepidation. Then she dressed in the clothes she'd packed in an overnight bag, just jeans and sneakers, Embarrassing prom stories a comfortable tee-shirt with the logo of her alma mater. He had said to dress comfortably and casually. She picked at the fruit and the croissant, though nerves left her with little appetite.

She could still back out, she told herself, that was part of the arrangement too. But she didn't move. At am, precisely, there was a knock on the door. She opened it for Mr. He too was dressed in jeans, but wore a neatly pressed collared shirt and a sport coat.

He was carrying a gym bag with him. He smiled. Finally, they proceeded down a hall that appeared to be a dead Male pegging stories. They stopped walking and almost immediately though, the wall proved to be a hidden elevator door.

They continued into the elevator and started going down. Some seconds later the were on a lower floor - how low, Samantha could only guess - and the elevator door opened again to reveal another hallway.

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The ornate woodwork and plaster that decorated the upstairs halls gave way to a bare concrete walls and floor. The air was cool and dank. There were doors on both sides of the hallway, about 20 feet apart.