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After a while, she found the courage to lift her head and look around. The studio was furnished in a spare, masculine style, as she had expected, with bookcases and a worn leather couch dating from the imperial era. Seeing the tiled kitchen area, she shivered; startlingly green bunches of fresh nettles stood in a profusion of vases around the stove and sink. Dmitri returned from his bedroom naked save for leather gauntlets and boots; he was tall, broad-chested and muscular, his torso and limbs covered with coarse, black hairs. Scarcely glancing at Alexandra, he went straight to the galley and took up one of the bundles of nettles. She turned her head to watch, helplessly, as he returned to stand behind her. Smiling, he brushed them gently over the soft, white skin of her arse, first one cheek and then, after a pause, the other. She gasped around the gag and twisted her hips away blowjob from him. 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