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The Glass Wallthis story is part of the FanClub (fm:masturbation, 2391 words)

Author: Aussiescribbler Picture in profile
Added: Jun 01 2001Views / Reads: 4249 / 3462 [81%]Story vote: 9.50 (2 votes)
With only a glass wall seperating the rooms in which we were imprisoned, we had no privacy. The more we watched each other the greater our lust grew and the more shamelessly we behaved in front of each other. Until...
 


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The Glass Wall by Aussiescribbler

I knew that I was a prisoner, but I didn't know how I had been taken or why. One night I had gone to sleep in my bed in my room as usual, and then the next morning I had woken up in a completely different bed in a completely different room. And a most unusual room at that.

One wall of the room was made entirely of glass. On the other side of the glass was another room, the mirror twin of the one in which I found myself. In fact, at first I wondered for a second if the wall were in fact a mirror, but then I noticed that I was not reflected there.

There was, however, a figure in the bed in the other room. A head poked out from beneath the covers. Long hair covered the pillow. A woman? I thought so, but could not be sure at first.

Each of the rooms also contained two cubicles, one made of transparent glass up against the glass wall and one made of what appeared to be some kind of black plastic and placed against the opposite wall at the foot of the bed. The two glass cubicles were adjacent to each other on the left hand end of the glass wall.

I was still wearing my pyjamas. Beside the bed on the floor lay a pile of my clothes. A business suit. A pair of jeans. A sweatshirt. A t-shirt. Some shorts. A pile of socks and underwear. ...

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