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Chapter 8 by Primal356 Primal356

What's next?

You keep looking

You keep looking, and you imagine being her. You imagine you are bound, gagged, and **** to finger yourself in front of two total strangers. You imagine it as you there. Yes, you, as a ****. You are an object. You are a worthless thing. You are nothing but a toy, continuously bound and fucked, ready to endure anything to please your owner.

Your slide your hand under your panties, and start to finger yourself. You no longer care about social conventions. All you want is to be a ****, and be used by someone who has what it takes to handle a woman.

“Wha-,” you say, as you suddenly feel a cloth pressed to your mouth. You try to struggle against the pale, gorgeous hand holding it, but you already took a breath earlier, not knowing that you shouldn’t have. For a moment, you feel a patch of liquid on your skin and a horrendous smell in your nostrils. After that, the world starts spinning around you, and everything goes dark.

What's next?

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