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Thank God, he didn't tell me to open them again.
But a year later, here we still were.
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He took the box from me and held it in his palm.
I took both of his hands in mine.
We'd eventually settled on standing naked in the corner, bent over with my legs spread and my wrists bound to my ankles, my ass bared to the room. It was uncomfortable and somewhat humiliating, but not painful.