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"Perfect," he heard her exclaim as she closed the box and turned the motor
on. "This is going to be good." The hum of the rollers would drown out his moans
of protest. But he could make out her footfalls as she ran from the room.

Not five minutes later, Mike heard some female chatter. He attempted to
call attention to his predicament, but he couldn't moan loud enough to be heard
over the machine; and the machine was too sturdy to be moved. He was hoping
that someone would notice him, or that Miranda would put an end to her litle
practical joke.