Beg Stacy for Mercy

"Please, Stacy, I'm so sorry for being such a bitch to you back then. I really am, you have to believe me! I'm horrified to think of the pain and distress a caused you!"

"You were a cunt." The slim brunette, dressed all in black, says calmly.

"Huh?"

"You weren't a bitch, you were a CUNT." She snaps, the anger and unresolved pain in her voice as clear as day.

"Yes, yes, I was a cunt!" You urgently agree.

"Well, CUNT, I hope you enjoy the pain of the next hour. It'll be just **** for the painful hour I suffered in that lecture after you kneed me in the crotch." She says as she gently strokes your hair, clearly enjoying her complete control.{if@ images > 2}

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"No, mercy, please!"

Oh god, what is she going to do to me for an hour?!

You feel despair gripping you.

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