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Chapter 8 by kynämiekka kynämiekka

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Follow Marvin

You follow Marvin through the left corridor, which opens up quickly to large room. You stop for a moment to take a look around.

In the very centre of the room you see some sort of a stage, with a sturdy looking, padded stand. I looks almost like sort of an altar, where virgins come to get sacrificed. Well, not actually that far off, you think to yourself.

Near the walls there are few black sofas placed so that they all are facing towards the center of the room. It looks like the room is meant for performing shows of sort.

Your thinking gets interrupted as Marvin grabs you by your hand and guides you towards the stage at the centre of room.

"Lets us get started", he says, "Well probably have a quite an audience soon, but I'm gonna have my turn before them."

"But isn't there some private rooms?", you ask. All this 'audience' and 'taking turns' makes you nervous.

{if FuckedByMarvin == 1}"You can drop that 'innocent boy' act already. I already know what kind of a slut you are!"{else}"Oh my, you have misunderstood it all completely"{endif}, Marvin says. He forcefully pushes you towards the stand, making you fall on top of it. "You send a public message to a public chat room, telling how you're going here to whore out your ass..."

Frozen from surprise you lay on your stomach on top of the stand, Marvin holding your hands behind your back. You panic, not sure what to do. Suddenly you feel cold metal against skin, as he snaps handcuffs on your wrists.

"Hey, what is this!", you yell surprised.

"...so hell no, you're not gonna go hiding into some private room down there.", Marvin continues without caring about your reaction. "I'll make sure that anyone who comes here for you, also gets their money's worth with you."

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