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Chapter 8 by Kiri98 Kiri98

Shiki...

Spins her leg up to kick the man.

He had come for her directly.

However way he found her, Shiki wasn't going to just let it happen. She quickly moved, turning and swinging one of her legs up to kick the man's skull. However, as swiftly and hard as she turned, she was surprised, her eyes widening in shock as the man not only stopped her kick, but caught it, grabbing onto her shin. Shiki didn't have time to counter or think of a different plan before she was suddenly thrown off balance and pushed against a wall. With his hand pushing that one leg backwards up forcefully against her head, and soon slipping his cock into her cunt!

"Hhnuuahg!"

Before she could move her other hand to punch him, he reached and grabbed one of her tits through her blouse, squeezing hard enough and wrenching it about to the point that it caused Shiki to drop her fist out of pain. He had her completely disabled, with a hand twisting her tit every time she tried to resist while his cock beat and pummeled her womb into submission.

Before long, the man came inside of her. His hot sperm flooding her womb before he pulled it out forcefully, leaving behind just a gaping cunt that gushed jizz right out of it. He dropped Shiki, letting her slump against the wall and slide down as she trembled, panting and aching all over from her sore bent-leg to her twisted bruised tits. His cock fell down to her face and smacked her cheeks. Weakly, Shiki opened her mouth..

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Shiki woke up in a headachey daze. She was lying on her stomach, drooling on her pillow as she rose her head up to look around. Both her tits were out, and one of her hands was still in her pussy. She had fallen asleep while masturbating hard, it seemed.

Ashamed, she pulled her hand out from her cunt, and went to take a quick shower. She was an overall mess, with her hair being quite all over the place from how hard she had done it last night. Once out from the shower, she noticed several messages on her home phone. Probably from Mikiya, although she was too humiliated from what had just happened to even call him or seek him out. She had to deal with this issue first. Those guys had to pay for what they did to her.

As she put on her kimono and readied herself, she picked up her knife, still inside its scabbard. Before she put it behind in her obi, she gazed at it for a while longer...

What's next?

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