Sarah

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He grabs a handful of my hair and pulls my head back. I whimper as my back meets his chest, and I look up at him. "You don't get to come without begging for it. That's your punishment for not looking at me. Beg me to make you come like the desperate slut you are." Chills spread through my entire body. "Please."
The Afterthought
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