Obey The Master
She dried off slowly, her core still warm with the memory of those unexpected vibrations. She assumed that Dodds would be putting another all-enclosing outfit of some kind on her, since that seemed to be his particular fetish this year. So she dried herself even more thoroughly and, after powdering herself all over with talcum, she exited the bathroom. Like a butterfly from it's chrysalis, she thought. Dodds seemed unimpressed with his butterfly, however. He did smile appreciatively, even licked his lips suggestively, but he said nothing, just waved her towards him where he sat on the bed next to yet another pile of garments and gear. He held something up. It was a large plastic butt plug, hollow, with big holes in it. It had a largish hose attached. From her experience, Mandy thought that the hose was too large, it looked like it would allow an awfully fast flow. It was obvious what his intentions were, so she bent over obediently. When she was suitably plugged, he motioned for her to sit down on the bed. She did, with a little groan.
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