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This is going to be harder than he thought. But he has to hold on. He really has to. He approaches her, unable to take his gaze away from her ass. He stands behind her and she gasps feeling his dark existence behind her. He chuckles. "Don't worry Jenna. I promise it won't hurt, I am just going to make you beg for mercy. " He says and Jenna's heart revs. What the heck is he saying? It won't hurt but she will ask for mercy? It doesn't make sense. Why would she ask for mercy if it won't hurt? What else can make a person beg for mercy if not pain? Just what crap is he spitting out now? "Stretch your hands ahead of you." He whispers Into her ears and somehow, that makes her n*****s harden. s**t. She swallows and bites her lip. She can feel his domineering towering presence as tall as ever