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Brett was in a rustic cabin with Jay and Dr. Wills. He and Jay were dressed like deer hunters, but Wills' outfit looked like a BDSM fantasy gone mad. Not one square inch of her leather and chain clothing covered the places a woman's outfit was supposed to cover. Her enormous breasts were decorated with nipple rings, with chains between them and from them to the cuffs on her wrists. Her dog collar had spikes and a leash which was currently tied to a hook on the wall behind where she knelt.
Brett forced his eyes off her bare pussy and saw that her eyes were alert. It looked like she was taking mental notes as she watched them, but she couldn't talk due to the ball gag in her mouth.
Jay guffawed out loud and shook his head. "This ain't my fantasy, but I like it! Dayum!"
Wills wasn't their victim, Brett realized. She was their hunting dog. She was here to help them track down the girls. And when they found them, they would be...
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