Posted by The Savage
She claws at me, raking down my face. And all I can think is good. I had hoped these weren't the weepy types. Unable to defend themselves with more than tears. Pleading even as they are bent over and taken. Laughing I grab your wrist and bend it back. Going further and further. If I wanted to, I could break it. But I just let you arch and go with the pain. "Now, that's not being nice to a guest. I mean a real host would offer, well anything we wanted." Ripping at your top, tearing it a little bit.
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