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Kisma had fallen into a good mood as he slept,
feeling a soft caressing by the other male as he lied there asleep.
He really had no idea what was going to happen to him,
nor how long he'd be trapped in a cage before
was planned to happen would fall into motion.
For all he knew, they could very well come after him while he slept.
Making a surprise attack. Or in a few weeks after he's
weakened and holds no threat of fighting back anymore?
It was any ones guess really.
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Sticks and stones may break my bones but whips and chains excite me so throw me down, tie me up...show me that you like me
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