Katie wakes up bound, gagged, taken, teased--and not alone.
Enjoy..
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Katie dreamt about a soft, mossy bank next to a rippling stream; sunlight shone through green branches overhead and played over her shoulders, her bare legs and her toes. She couldn't have said where the creek was in her memory, or even what she was wearing; it was more an impression of a scene than a true location, shifting, the way dreams do. The stream was her body now, rippling, thrumming with pleasure. She was on the edge of the waterfall. She was so close, she was going to come, she was--
A sharp smack landed on her p***y. She woke, squirming and wet and sore, gasping in confusion.
It wasn't supposed to be like this. Why wasn't she in bed? She struggled and kicked, found something restraining her legs, tr
