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Is that when you were happy? When you were blindfolded and trussed with a toy in your cunt? Is that what you think back on as when you felt right? When you had no choice in how you were used? When what happened to you wasn’t your concern? When you didn’t have to think? Is that the time you retreat to when you want the world to disappear?