Marissa would be tied into various positions, mechanical dildos and vibrators pleasuring her until it was a torment for hours in the dark basement. For the next two weeks, her life would be little more than a mix of orgasms and pain in the dark with brief flashes of light only there to illuminate her tiny world.
“I’m so signing up for this spa camp again next year! This is exactly the birthday present I needed to give myself,” she thought as the bellhop closed the door, leaving her pitch darkness.
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