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Chapter 16 by Smuckbuttery Smuckbuttery

What's next?

The Height Advantage

As I meet your grip, it's obvious to everyone that you stand taller than me, and that I made a mistake accepting. You step forward, pulling my lean arms upwards awkwardly, before putting your weight behind your grip and pushing forward and down. I gasp out a soft "Ooww" as my wrists bend backwards from the pressure, and you **** me back quickly, my speedo bouncing with each step. You've gained control, but now need to press the advantage.

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