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The adventures of Jinx

Episode 7: A thin white line

Introduction:

Before you start reading, I want you to understand and realize that these stories are completely fantasy and not based on real experiences. So if it seems like it is based on a true experience or fact, that's a coincidence. This is one story out of a series of stories, based on the adventures of Jinx. I suggest you read the previous episodes to be able to keep up with the storyline. She is a luxurious call girl and in these stories you can read about all the things she experienced so far in her life. So enjoy reading and don't forget to vote or add me to your favourite authors list.

In the previous adventure of Jinx:

- Emma had her revenge on Jinx for breaking her heart.

- Jinx reloaded her batteries on a small island in England where she met Kayla and Ken.

- At the second cult meeting, the intruder turned out to be someone familiar to Jinx.

Story:

Oooh my God! I couldn't believe it was him, it was Steve! How the hell could he get into this castle? I couldn't believe I was right about to give him a blowjob right before the guards showed up to take him away.

"Take your clothes off Stranger!" Mr. Smith commanded.

What was Mr. Smith going to do with Steve? I decided it was time to interfere. I couldn't let this happen, I had to save Steve from being humiliated and who knows what else Mr. Smith had in mind for him. Considering the fact that Steve might recognize me, I took the risk and made my way through the crowd and stepped into the circle till I was standing beside Steve.

"I take responsibility for him, Master." I spoke as I bowed towards Mr. Smith.

The crowd silenced as Mr. Smith replied: "Are you sure about it, slave?"

I nodded, remaining bowed and hoping that Steve would not recognize me. Despite I was wearing a mask and cloak, he could still recognize me by my voice.

"Bring this slave to the cellar!" Mr. Smith commanded to the two other girls standing beside him.

The two girls walked up to me and took me by my arm and guided me out off the main ballroom, away from Steve. Just before I left the room I looked backwards and saw how the guards took Steve away. The girls lead me downstairs till we reached the castle basement. It was dark and cold. A few moments later they led me into some kind of old torture room. The room was filled with all kind of torture material. Chains and cuffs against the wall, whips and clamps laying across the tables.

They lead me to the wall and placed me with my back against the cold stone wall. One of them took my left arm and locked it into the cuffs that were applied to the wall. She did the same with my other arm till I was cuffed against the wall wearing my cloak, mask, thong and high heels.

"What are they going to do to me?" I asked them.

"If you brake the rules, you get punished." One of them whispered.

"Shhhh, you are not allowed to speak to her!" The other girl whispered back.

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