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"Unchain the dumb tramp" scorned Genevieve.

What next? What next?
I lowered my head. I must not let them see.

My terror. Sheer, complete.

I was so much in their power, oh god! When, at what point would their hatred be satisfied?

As my right wrist was freed I found I could not even raise it.
It just dangled.
I had no strenght left.
No will.
Just pain and terror.

I could hear them around me.
Someone - heels- Must have been Lydia, walked away.

My rectum .. As if it had been scratched, spread with filth. It wasn't semen but a repugnant invasion that sullied my body.
It hadn't been a Dom claiming possession of his sub but rape.
Most degrading rape.
Most degrading tracks.

And me, their helpless prey. The territory of their vice.

Terror: What next? What was their next step into my destruction?

Chaos in the foggy limbo of my brain.
The floor.
My legs, trembling.
The man unlocking the chain of my other wrist.

The floor.

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FIRST:

Mature Content

PREVIOUS:

Mature Content

NEXT:

Mature Content

______________________________________________________________________________________

"Unchain the dumb tramp" scorned Genevieve.

What next? What next?
I lowered my head. I must not let them see.

My terror. Sheer, complete.

I was so much in their power, oh god! When, at what point would their hatred be satisfied?

As my right wrist was freed I found I could not even raise it.
It just dangled.
I had no strenght left.
No will.
Just pain and terror.

I could hear them around me.
Someone - heels- Must have been Lydia, walked away.

My rectum .. As if it had been scratched, spread with filth. It wasn't semen but a repugnant invasion that sullied my body.
It hadn't been a Dom claiming possession of his sub but rape.
Most degrading rape.
Most degrading tracks.

And me, their helpless prey. The territory of their vice.

Terror: What next? What was their next step into my destruction?

Chaos in the foggy limbo of my brain.
The floor.
My legs, trembling.
The man unlocking the chain of my other wrist.

The floor.