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He always liked to watch you dance. The way your body moved seduced him. He knew he had to have you. The last thing you recall is stepping out of the studio and then finding yourself here, these strange wires attached to you. They make you dance, and they pulse to drive away any thoughts but how you love to dance, how you love to pleasure, how you love to serve. Your body moves and your mind grows still. Such a pretty dancing puppet.

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