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As my induction into the Poetic Society progresses, I learn more about retaining focus despite painful distractions, and the members expect more and more from me in terms of correct conduct. So I practice my poetry reading while wearing clothes pegs clamping various sensitive parts of my body, before ring gagging myself to practice silence. As I work, I describe a couple of the bondage punishments I've undergone at the Society, and we see the experience through flashbacks...