Know when you’re beat

The gag tasted new. After more than a dozen undercover jobs gone array over the years, she had become some sort of an expert. Mind you: she had solved over seventy cases during the same period. She was by no means a bad PI. But everynow and then, things went off the rails, and boy did they this time!

Caldera stood in the middle of the small, empty room, the pole deeply embedded in her. If she could have moved her feet close to it, she might have been able to slip off, raising herself on her tippy toes. But the steel ring forcing her legs apart prevented that.

Four walls, mainly empty. Behind her was the one with the only door in it. She stared at the one in front of her, the one with the monitor and the small camera lens above it. The monitor had gone dead. A few minutes ago it had been very much alive.

"Hello Dominique, how very nice to see you again! Please gag yourself, and make it tight... Very good! Now, grab your breasts and start squeezing them. Go ahead... yes, that's it. Keep going! And look into the camera at all times!
I'll be with you later this afternoon."

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