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Post by Annabelle and Roxy on Oct 24, 2013 17:11:50 GMT -6
Annabelle tested her arm movement, and found she couldn't move her arms from her sides. She raised an eyebrow when he mentioned her "windy meadow".
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Post by Nichol Montenoire on Oct 24, 2013 17:20:38 GMT -6
Nichol trotted back over to the closet, kneeling down and digging deep. "Should have one around here somewhere....ah, here we are. Still nice and shiny." He smirked as he quickly and stealthily slipped back over to her, quickly snapping on the chastity belt he'd pulled from his closet. "There. Now to just put your pants on you. If you'll take a seat, I'll get right to it."
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Post by Annabelle and Roxy on Oct 24, 2013 17:22:52 GMT -6
Annabelle's eyes widened when the belt closed around her waist. "Well, this is a first." She muttered, sitting down and observing the belt.
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Post by Nichol Montenoire on Oct 24, 2013 17:32:24 GMT -6
Nichol slipped her pants on her, being intentionally slow and deliberate, dancing his fingertips across the skin of her legs and his hands moved up. "There we are. Now shoes, and we can go." He said, before quickly slipping her shoes on her.
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Post by Annabelle and Roxy on Oct 24, 2013 17:35:13 GMT -6
Annabelle twitched slightly, before standing, taking a moment to adjust. "This will certainly be an interesting day."
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Post by Nichol Montenoire on Oct 24, 2013 17:36:27 GMT -6
"Especially when lunch time comes around." He smirked, before grabbing his wallet, keys, watch, and phone, and motioning for Annabelle to follow him.
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Post by Annabelle and Roxy on Oct 24, 2013 17:40:47 GMT -6
Annabelle walked after him, still getting used to the cold steel around her waist.
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Post by Nichol Montenoire on Oct 24, 2013 17:43:39 GMT -6
Nichol led her downstairs after locking the door, and down to a black convertible with a sleek crimson cloth top and scarlet rims. "Here we are. Now just let me..." He pressed a button on his car remote, the top folding back. "There. Hop in."
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Post by Annabelle and Roxy on Oct 24, 2013 17:48:56 GMT -6
"Fancy." Annabelle remarked, climbing into the passenger seat.
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Post by Nichol Montenoire on Oct 24, 2013 18:16:47 GMT -6
Nichol climbed in the driver's seat, buckling Annabelle in before buckling himself in, and starting the engine. With a quick smirk, he pressed a button, turning on the seat warmers. "Have fun with that."
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Post by Annabelle and Roxy on Oct 24, 2013 18:20:39 GMT -6
"Oh, you devil." Annabelle muttered, smirking at him.
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Post by Nichol Montenoire on Oct 24, 2013 19:18:12 GMT -6
Nichol snickered, before driving off.
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Post by Annabelle and Roxy on Oct 24, 2013 19:20:00 GMT -6
As Annabelle sat, the belt began warming up. It was getting fairly unbearable fairly quickly. Annabelle shifted rather often, trying to alleviate it and failing.
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Post by Nichol Montenoire on Oct 24, 2013 19:24:17 GMT -6
Nichol continued to drive, being sure to take the long, bumpy back roads to get to the gym for rehearsal.
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Post by Annabelle and Roxy on Oct 24, 2013 19:30:42 GMT -6
Annabelle felt it radiating throughout her body, and decided to stop shifting. Shifting seemed to only aggravate the problem. "Your seats may not be entirely the same."
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