The sight of the gun nearly makes my heart stop, and instantly tears come into my eyes as I slowly nod and start to back towards the stairs. So overcome am I with fear, that yelling for help or fighting back never even enters my mind.
Our bedroom is largish, modest in decor, and features a large and inviting-looking bed. It would be a perfect place for you to fuck me, exactly the right height to bend me over. The shag rug in front of my dresser offers a delightful opportunity as well, though I am entirely blind to this.
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Sing once again with me,
Our strange duet,
Your power over me,
Grows stronger yet.....
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