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Thief Receives Her First Anal Sex BDSM Punishment
(Nicola Diaz)

I could feel the cold, damp air blow against my skin and I stood in silence, my hands at my side and my face looking forward.  The blindfold was thick, with a faint smell of cologne, and I wondered what lied before me.  It was a strange sensation, being able to hear and smell what surrounded me, but being unable to see anything.  I wondered what Bruce had in store for me next.  I said nothing, and instead simply waited for his cues.



Thinking back, I shouldn't have been surprised that I ended up being under Bruce's control.  After all, I had made him look like a fool that night back in July.  He had come sauntering out of the Carmine Club down on West Bodden, and I knew that he would be the perfect target.  I was always a stellar pickpocket, and the summer months always brought in more money than I ever knew what to do with.  



On that particular night, I got hold of Bruce Connor's wallet, and for a split second, it seemed as though my life could have changed.  He had over five grand in cash stuffed inside that little leather billfold, and I jammed it all down my pants before he could even tell what was happening.  As it turns out, he knew all along that he was being robbed, but he didn't do anything to stop it.  In fact, he said that in retrospect, he felt really bad for me because he knew that I needed the money.