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Chapter 25: Where Are You Emerie?
(Trigger Warning SA) Four Days After Emerie's Abduction Emerie "f**k, stop please," as I was being pounded from behind, my hand gripped the sheets as my captor forced himself on me again. I didn't want this but the potion he gave me made it easy for me to give in to him and not fight back. My p***y was wet as he rubbed my clit, he was thrusting in and out of me hard as I heard him growling behind me, our skin slapping, I knew fresh bruises would be on my hips again. I cried because my husband probably died when he forced his mark on me, I couldn't feel him anymore, I was a complete shell of myself. I was thinking about home and how my kids were probably missing me, just to get my mind off what was happening to me, but my body was betraying me as the potion started to work. A moan left
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