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He ripped Violet's trousers open, revealing her tattered cotton pänties.
"Cotton pänties, eh! I expected a thóng." He chuckled as his fingers rubbed on her bare midriff.
He was about to yank her pantiés off when...
"Hey, get your filthy hands off her, you disgusting excuse for a human being!" A loud pissed voice boomed in the air as a woman showed herself, causing him to flinch.
His facial features fell to that of extreme terror. Blood siphoned from his face and fear replaced the evil glint in his eyes. He quickly fell to the ground as he hastened to button up his jeans again.
"I... I w-wasn't doing anything wrong! I-it's her! She sedúced m-me to—"
"Shut up! Just shut up or I'll sew your mouth with a furnaced needle!" The woman snapped.
The guard opened his mouth to defend himself again but the woman delivered a resounding smack across his face. On the other hand, Violet writhed, and rocked, and wailed in agony.
"You think I don’t see what’s happening among you men in this mansion? I
