"I was thinking..." She blushed brighter, so bright she became aware of herself and .... how she was about to tell him terrible things, "I was thinking that my breasts are kind of small and I might like having you control me, force my legs apart, measure me, do things to me. I might like being a slave being forced to do things. I don't think I could hold still if it hurt. Is your treatment approved by the FDA? No one would... watch? It doesn't involve needles at all? Do you think my breasts are small?"
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