Kim drained the bottle and handed it back to Mandy, who patted him on the head and in mocking baby-talk said, “What a good wittle baby!” She fixed the pacifier in Kim’s mouth again, refastened the laces behind his head, and asked sweetly, “Does Baby need to go pee from dwinking her bottle?” Kim shook his head unconvincingly. In fact, Kim had been in the basement for two hours and had developed a strong urge to urinate, which had been suppressed only by fear and his frequent erections. Somehow, despite the near-total impotence of his current predicament, Kim felt the loss of bladder control would cost him any last vestige of power and leave him completely vulnerable to the girls.

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