CHAPTER SEVEN-3

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Her whole body was heaving with anxiety and she tried to free herself from her bonds, but the more she struggled, the tighter they became until the rope was cutting into her wrists, bruising and burning them. Warren was breathing heavily as he manipulated the girl anyway he wanted to, did whatever he pleased with her, she was his puppet and he liked that. "f**k her," the other man urged, "f**k her good!" Do something, her body cried silently, I can't take muck more of this. "Please," she whimpered. "Please!" "Please, what?" he challenged her, but she grit her teeth again and would not answer him. "I think that she wants it," Warren laughed, biting cruelly at her breasts until the skin rose in red welts between his teeth marks. When Warren was sufficiently satisfied that he had broug

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