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Chapter 44 by Mr_anderson Mr_anderson

What's Rob answer ?

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"I continue, I'm a girl with a peepee anyway..." She said.

Then, her T-shirt, who was pretty much the only thing she was wearing for a while, turned into a pink dress with white laces and a low neckline, laces panties appeared on her crotch, her socks turned into white garter, and her shoes became pink high-heels. She also got a golden necklace, earrings with a crystal hanging on them, and golden chain bracelets.

Seeing her new look Rob turned red faced.

"You really fucking deserve your bitch name, Beauty, now..." Tracy commented, which made Rob lower her head in shame.

"What with Boty namu ? Why do yu call Lob liku that ?" Aya asked.

"Because, she's my little fuck bitch, now, so she have a name that fits her better. Right, Beauty ?"

"Yes..." Rob answered timidly.

"What's that, bitch ?"

"Yes, Tracy !" She answered in panic.

"See ?"

"Yeah, it fits better indeed..." Said Samuel.

Rob couldn't help but hate it, but at the same time it fitted her better than Rob... a man's name, which she was barely because of her dick. Maybe she deserved to be called like a dog, she let Tracy dominate her completely... and she loved it all the way. She had no will to fight her, in fact she was starting to have strong feeling toward that crazy woman. So if she wanted to call her Beauty, maybe she should accept it...

Samuel took a look at Debra. Blinded and bounded, she was in no condition to play. But the last card said that she had to let the control to someone else, and he was her master. He took the dice and rolled it. The dice stopped on a two and the token went on a red cell, confirming that he was in control of her turn. He could see some concern on the face of Aya and Rob... Beauty, but it wasn't like he cared.

Beauty took a red card and started to read it. "You... You are more... more of a... uh... toy ! ... toy..."

Tracy took the card from her, as she was getting impatient.

"Give me that, you'll hurt your little brain !" She told her. "You're more of a toy than a person at the moment, so, the name Fuck Doll will fit you more... Do you continue or chicken out ?"

Despite the hood covering most of her face, Debra seemed to show fear after hearing the card. She opened her mouth, trying to say something, but no sound came out.

"It seems, it's up to me to answer..." Samuel finally said.

What's Samuel's answer ? Was Debra able to say something ?

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