1-200 Pirate Part IV
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As night apporaches I am released from the medieval device holding me upright. My dainty pirate dress is ruffled and I can't feel my hands well, so I offer little resistance. I am placed on the floor as my too short skirt jumps up. And, my feet are bound together while my hands are secured firmly behind my back and to a pole. I falsely assume I can remove my gag, as it is a cloth cleave gag and absolutely sopping wet. My mouth, however, has completely run dry. Of course, I am also shocked when my cloth gag becomes a ball gag. Did they even have ball gags in the 18th century? Hmmmm....I'll have to do some research. After I am let go, naturally. :)