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Frolicon: the unangelic trick

April 11th, 2007

It was Saturday night in Atlanta, Georgia, and I had just lured a handsome man in a military uniform up to my room with a bundle of rope.
The only problem? He wanted to tie me up.
I had offered to cane him. That hadn’t gone over so well. I offered to tie him […]

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