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Morning of a new day. Taking off clothes.

The devilish sweater slowly lifted up, teasing and tickling Annabelle's naked body until it clung to the girl's sensitive enlarged nipples, hard as flint, teasing her handcuffed body. The girl could not do anything about it and patiently waited while Edward carefully freed her from the sweater, struggling with the resistance of the impudent treacherously tense nipples that lived their own lives. Annabelle was overwhelmed by the sudden intensity of her sexual arousal, the girl found herself almost choking with desire to be taken by Edward, even as shackled as she was! It was humiliating! Finally, Annabelle's firm breasts trembled out of the tight grip of the prickly fabric. The girl felt a pleasant cool air on her naked and heated body.
"Edward, will you give me some clothes??" the girl asked shyly, in the illusory hope of a positive answer.
"No Honey, at this stage, you won't have any clothes. You'll have to put up with nudity. You'll never go back to your old life again. Annabelle, you'd better get used to bare feet, bare ass and cunt. Those beautiful tits won't either." covered.))" Edward said calmly, gently caressing the girl's hypersensitive nipples, twisting them between his fingers.
"Edward, will I always be naked???))" - the girl asked with genuine surprise and indignation.
"Yes honey, most of the time. A girl is easy to control and punish when she's naked, and that keeps her where she needs to be." Edward replied calmly. Damn it, he was right about everything!
Annabelle began to understand the inevitable depth of this "game", she was terribly aware that she had become a female object of endless sexual pleasure for Edward, a living sex doll to be owned, used, taken, just an object made to suck, fuck and enjoy. Isn't that what she desperately wanted??? Annabelle's conflicting emotions grew stronger and stronger. This made her very excited, but on the other hand, there were serious doubts and great uncertainty about the correctness of her choice, the girl was in disarray and was secretly excited by this inevitable increase in her control. But her choice was made and it was too late to change anything.

Morning of a new day. Taking off clothes.

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