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Chapter 5
by Storm Chyld
Will she ask for help?
Ask for help.
“Please help me.” She pleaded her hope renewed at the sight of other people. “I've done nothin wrong.”
“What did you do to the poor girl?” the blond sniper asked.
“Face fucked her.” her abuser chuckled, shoving her to her knees in front of the other two bandits. All of them were bad people, this was bad, very bad.
“She whines like a bitch, maybe she fucks like one.” The brunette sniper teased maliciously, moving behind her. She felt her belt come undone, and her pants yanked below her round creamy ass.
“Please stop.” The Irish girl begged, her mind cowed by trauma she had never experienced before.
“Don't worry you'll enjoy it too.” The sniper grinned kneeling behind her, and shoving his fat shaft deep inside her tight cunt. Tears slipped down her face, as the man roughly fucked his new found bitch.
Can she find the will to fight back?
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Waste Land
Ex-marines become treasure hunters on a dog eat dog planet, where is a way of life.
Created on Sep 9, 2012 by Storm Chyld
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