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He said they’d take turns on me, one after the other. “Rape you good, like I do every time you get hard from hearing my stories. Abduct me to where his mates will be waiting. But I can’t stop myself letting him in, Clive. “Put your hands behind your back,” she barks as an order. He whimpers, like the wimp that she calls him. Some had started to roll down his cheeks. But that’s what you want, isn’t it? He’ll slap me ‘till he’s made me see stars. But, don’t you see, that’s given me a choice, Clive? I don’t want him to come near me. He’d selected “The She-Devil’s Bull-Dick”. On top of the dresser was the bottle of lube, next to the strap-on he’d picked out.
