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Stretching Her BDSM Limits - Volume 3
(Nicola Diaz)

Jenna adjusted the navy blue skirt which hit right above her knees, a more conservative look for her. The white top had a plunging neckline which she graced with her trendy necklace, the pendant hanging deep within her fleshy cleavage.  Her short auburn hair reflected golden highlights in the sun, a striking difference with her deep green eyes. Unusual is what others refer to her eye color and skin tones. Instead of pasty pale like most redheads, she had nice tanned skin that accentuated the cute freckles dotting her face. After painting the red lipstick she gave her reflection an approving nod before grabbing her bag and attaché case and headed out the door for the train depot.



The train let Jenna off over eight blocks from her work at Keester and Keester Supplies. The city had a myriad of streets that twisted and curved, going through beautiful parks, making room for trees and shrubs. Little shops and large offices lined the avenues and while Jenna enjoyed the jaunt around the winding paths, she grew tired of the walk and sought to find an easier trail to her workplace. She set out wearing her walking shoes and carrying her spiked heels along with her bags every day. She mapped out the streets as she walked and tried different paths hoping to find one that was shorter and easier to get from the train depot to the office building.



As Jenna learned the pathways through the streets she'd avoided a certain alley, known for being dangerous. She'd skirt around the alley, often having to walk blocks more just to reach her destination. The more Jenna walked around and avoided the alley, the more she realized the alley would provide just the shortcut she needed. She paused at the entrance to the alley, the tall buildings shrouding it in dark shadows. Dim corners and alcoves threatened with danger lurking. But Jenna was tired of the long walks and decided to suck in her breath and take the shortcut after work.