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      <title>A Video for Jeff</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; I originally wrote this story over a decade ago and it was included in my first published book. The book is no longer in print, so I&amp;rsquo;m offering the story here for free. Enjoy and comment as you will. Bondage blessings to you all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All the toys are assembled as he described in the letter and the video camera is set up on its tripod. Even though he&amp;rsquo;s far from me right now, my husband and I can still play master/slave games. I want this video of myself to be really good for him so I&amp;rsquo;m wearing the black PVC outfit he bought for me last year, the crotchless one with the open breasts and the lacing down the sides that, when pulled tight as they are now, squeeze my tummy tiny, kind of like a corset.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;He had said that he wanted to see me dance in a cage. The idea intrigued me, not so much because he would be watching me move, admiring my body, but much more because I’d get to experience being confined to a cage for a while. I always enjoyed the chance to experience bondage in a different form, and this would be another opportunity to do so. And from our past friendship, I knew that I could trust him, therefore, I had agreed.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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