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What is IT? Round 2

I hope ya'll haven't already done this (or think it's awful!)
Here is a bit of something I've written (critiques welcome--cut me to shreds people, I need it.)
You will notice that I am writing about something but I never actually say WHAT IT IS.

So, what do you folks think it is?


Announcing Round 2!
Someone has gotten this one.
I've posted. another scene farther down. Good luck getting it, I think it's a bit harder.

She held it in her hand as she crossed the room. It was heavy but the hard black rubber had warmed from her touch. This was no elegant thing--it was as crude and brutish in its appearance as in its function. Although by no means small, it had far more power than its size would have suggested to someone unfamiliar with such things.
Immediately the eyes of the bound and naked man were drawn to it and they widened in surprise. “What in Hell,” he moaned, “do you plan to do with that?”
 
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I hope ya'll haven't already done this (or think it's awful!)
Here is a bit of something I've written (critiques welcome--cut me to shreds people, I need it.)
You will notice that I am writing about something but I never actually say WHAT IT IS.

So, what do you folks think it is?
After you take your guess, write your own and let the rest of us see if we can figure YOU out!

Oh I know. But I'm not gonna tell..:devil:
 
none of you are even close!

Somebody tell me how bad the writing is.
 
ooh! I take it back, looks like we have a winner. Not quite so big though, I was thinking maybe 9mm

Your turn now! cowslinger!
 
Starting Round 2!

What is it!

As he wrapped it around her neck, it glistened catching the light on dozens of tiny facets. “isn’t it lovely.” He whispered in her ear, so close she could feel the heat of his breath contrasting with the silky coldness at her throat. Slowly he draped its long sinuous curves down her chest, letting it rest between her breasts.
Knowing that she would not be able to keep the shudder of revulsion from her voice, she nodded. Tears had begun to gather in her eyes.
“It matches your shoes perfectly,” he said with a ruthless smile. “Aren’t you glad you insisted on having them?”
Again all she could manage was a nod, standing as she was naked except for those hateful shoes and this thing coiled around her body.
Then she began to feel it, the horribly light flick, flick flick on her stomach and breasts. A leather strap couldn't have been more unbearable.
 
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