Chapter 417 Housebound With Pleasure:>Ep20

• Most of the time, James seemed to like to describe his little inventions, taunting her as he prepared whatever new diabolical thing he had prepared, but not now. He'd just stripped her out of the fetish maid outfit, disengaged her chastity belt (she'd gasped as its stubby dildo popped out of her, followed by an embarrassing dribble of her own wetness), and dragged her through the last steel door in the basement hallway.
• The fitting machine had been frightening--and, she had to admit, erotic--because of its simple, sinister simplicity. Restraints, a vibrator, a big damn dildo. It was built for one specific purpose.
• This machine, by contrast, took up the whole room. It looked like it had many, many purposes. And none of them were nice.