#26025 - “Damn it” said Lady Helen. The Duke nodded in satisfaction and walked away, heading for his private quarters to study the comprehensive file he’d had compiled on you, he had been watching you for weeks, ever since he noticed you shopping in the little market town of Stamford, he’d deliberately gone out of his way to “accidentally” bump into you as you left the small coffee shop in the market square, spilling the contents of your handbag across the floor, The Duke most apologetic for his clumsiness, helping you to retrieve the contents, picking up your driving licence he quickly scanned the details, before handing it back. It’s purpose? To hold you “open”, forcing your sex to contract onto the ring, keeping you in a high state of arousal, but not enough stimulation to let you orgasm, yet allowing free access to the inside of your sex.
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