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The sea waves were bashing and clashing together against the coast.

A woman watched it, the tide climbing higher and higher up the beach to her home.

She screamed and cried while the waves gushed in through her windows and door, filling the house with water. She was chained to her bed, and felt herself get covered over again by the salty sea.

Her husband had gone off to buy some whipped cream for their foreplay, when waves had hit the beach and all the houses stretched up it.

This would be the last time she'd use her pink handcuffs.

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