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After my orgasm, I was lead to sit in the chair I had used for support. Only my handler was left around me so I successfully avoided knowing who penetrated me.
It was exciting to know I was considered to be amongst the faster beginners. I had heard about Black-bug before.
I was left standing in the rising sun for what seemed an eternity, until I heard behind me a cart being brought in my direction. Harry appeared in front of me, and tied me to the cart, once again on the left.
I slept well enough to feel disoriented on my awakening. After only a few looks around, I remembered why I had a metal bar in my mouth, why I had a butt plug in my rectum, and why my hands and feet were restrained.
Master Harry returned with a few objects in his hands, which he one by one, set either on the floor, or on one of the rings.
Without any additional word, my leash was pulled, and I was brought inside the mansion. Lighting was dim, and my peripheral vision prevented me from seeing much of it. About 20 steps of the left in a small office, I recognized my handler from the limo, currently giving a report on my performances to a large man sitting behind the only desk.
After a few minutes of prancing in the field, we reached the proximity of a small paved road I could barely see on my right. I felt a pull on my jaw, to the right, making me panic. I knew how to pull, but not how to turn!
The way I was sitting in the limousine prevented me from seeing my master, and he chose to remain silent. I spent some time looking at the empty seat ahead of me in the Limo, dozing off and losing all sense of time and direction. Every time the car turned, stopped or accelerated I could hear the bells on my nipples ringing briefly, exciting me some more.
The flight was the most intense hours of my human life: I was about to become, hopefully, permanently silenced and my plan was making me really nervous.