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Click here"You will have to move in a sidewise manner. However, once you are in the room and in position, there will be little need for you to move. Now, you two wait here and I will announce you and give the onlookers a brief description of what it is we intend for you to do."
She didn't even have the courtesy to wait for our reply. She spun around and disappeared. We stood there staring at one another and feeling the closeness of our bodies. The mere fact that we were held so close to one another by these sexual bonds aroused the beginnings of a climax in my belly. I felt my thighs begin the tell-tale quivering that always announced my climaxes. Before I could bring my climax to its' natural completion, two of the Magda women entered my room and announced that it was time for us to go. They helped us sidle out of the room and up to where the elevator was waiting. In just a few minutes, we were standing just outside the doors to the lunch room.
While the story is getting more mysterious, it is definitely getting less erotic: first, a school for nymphomaniacs (hot idea); second, the attendees are going to be trained and provided for someone else without being informed beforehand; and now they are being addicted to some kind of drug without the ability to refuse. The whole setup is getting more and more like rape/slavery/nonconsent, and thus less and less arousing.