\tAfter being lead down a handful of streets by the burly man that bought her off of that pedestal beside the hyena they entered an old warehouse in an abandoned industrial park filled with boxes and a lone chair in the center. The man taking the chains off of Sierra making her think that he was setting her free and it was all a cruel joke until he forced her down onto the chair and swiftly tied her arms and legs to it tight enough to keep her there but not cut off the circulation to them making her realize that she was going to be here for a while. “A-are you leaving me here?” The man simply nodding as he placed some kind of machine with a strange object on top of it behind her causing her to try and twist to see what it was, “I wouldn’t do that. Don’t want it to miss or it may hurt.” Sierra sitting still not wanting pain to come to her hearing a switch flip and something to quickly penetrate her vagina, though less than a second later the machine had pulled out and went right back in. The lunatic had hooked her up to a fucking machine! The man walking out of the warehouse laughing to himself shutting the main door leaving her in the cold dark warehouse with only the company of the machine violating her and the dirty window casting little light in there. Sierra crying out for someone to help her hoping that someone would wander by and hear her.
\tA couple of hours later the machine’s batteries had still not run dry but was slowing down and Sierra had gotten over her fear wondering if the machine would give her yet another orgasm.
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