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"You will now listen to a boring story. You are not allowed to develop
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\ interest in it."
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That's creative. The room is still chilly, so I'm sitting on the floor,
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\ legs crossed, wrapped up in a blanket.
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"There was a boy who lived in a town." -- hey hey hey, it's obviously his
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\ backstory. Not being allowed to be interested is a punishment indeed. I roll
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\ my eyes. Yes, I'm bored already, I don't have to be punished for failing to
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\ get punished, come on. At least I can take punishment like a good pony, right?
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"This boy liked to hike. Once, he was deep in the woods and he came across
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\ a hatch in the ground. He dropped a pin at the map and went on his way."
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I yawn.
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"Hey, no sleeping. Then years went by. The boy, being a boy, liked to jerk off.
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\ While he was jerking off, he often fantasized about stuff. In particular,
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\ he often fantasized about kidnapping a girl and keeping her as his sex slave
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\ in what was under the hatch. In his fantasies it was a sex dungeon with
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\ all kinds of bondage equipment, cages, chains, whips and all that."
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Is he really talking about himself? Oh, sorry, I'm bored out of my mind.
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"But you see, this fantasy only worked on one condition: the girl had to like it.
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\ She was always horny and always enjoyed whatever the boy had in store for her.
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\ She begged the boy for a deepthroat, with a huge ring gag in her mouth,
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\ she liked anal so much that she'd come multiple times just thinking about it."
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I close my eyes, but shake myself up. I'm not sleeping!
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"Every time the boy'd come, he was deeply ashamed of his fantasies afterwards."
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He's just sitting there, silent.
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"The punishment is concluded, time for a second test."
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This boring story is some tasty food for later thought.
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[[Let's see what the second test is about.|next]]
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