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Chapter Eight-4
Carefully I wiped Griselda clean, then sat her down, I gave her a glass of wine to revive her, and questioned her closely about the experience. She said, blushing a little, that it was not displeasing. She said it was different from having her cunt f****d (I noted that she was already using these terms without undue embarrassment). Perhaps the c**k did not stimulate physically so much, she said, but the sense of being filled was very powerful, and agreeable. It hadn’t hurt at all, she added. I found it interesting that she spoke of the stimulation of having her cunt filled, since as far as I knew the only vaginal penetration she had so far experienced was during rape. Surely she had not enjoyed that? But I let the matter be; I did not want to embarrass the poor girl any more than was neces
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