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XVII
I ignored whatever it was that had been talking in my head at that moment. I attributed it to terror, anxiety about what was about to happen because Chloe said it would be better if I didn't wear a bra, and, terrified, my arms being forcibly held by Amelia, who applied a judo lock to restrain me, I felt the garment being removed by Rick, leaving my breasts exposed. I had never felt so horrified in my life as I did at that moment, and tears burst forth forcefully, cascading down while my voice, once I had regained it, only begged them to end it, that I would never see the twins again under any circumstances. "You should've thought about that before, when you had your chance, b***h," Chloe roared, still standing behind the camera. "But don't worry, we'll give you an incentive to make sure
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