Many Di*cks

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Priya stood on her trembling legs, with Priyank tightly gripping her hair , forcing her to meet his gaze. His face wore a sinister expression, instilling fear deep within her. The sight of his bloodshot eyes intensified her terror, creating a situation far worse than she had anticipated. Priyank slapped her again, preventing her from falling to the ground. "Please, stop!" The slaps continued relentlessly, one after another, without any regard for her well-being. It was unfathomable how he could strike her with such madness, completely disregarding the pain he inflicted. After a barrage of slaps, he released his grip on her face and sneered, "I despise it when people try to sound innocent. Your incessant screaming is driving me to madness. Keep it to yourself." With blood dripping f

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