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      <title>Industrial Espionage</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;For the last bondage scenario in this story, I am indebted to the wonderful website &lt;a href=&#34;http://www.houseofgord.com/&#34;&gt;www.houseofgord.com&lt;/a&gt; and a picture I once saw there. I usually come up with my own ideas, but this one is so damn cool I had to pay it tribute!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I awoke in darkness. Last time I’d been conscious, I’d been in a light, bright, sterile environment. Now, my eyes opened to nothing but blackness and a soft, musty smell arose from what felt like old floorboards beneath me. Disconcerted, I closed my eyes again and concentrated on the sensations from the rest of my body. I was chilled from inertia – from lying on the floor in a strange place for god knows how long, and naked to boot. I could feel the air circulating over my skin, and the vaguely warm, rough surface of the wooden floor beneath me.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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