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61:The truth in the dark

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Jessy POV

The car smelled like leather, sex, and something metallic I couldn’t name. My knees throbbed against the floor mat. My white graduation dress was bunched around my waist, panties long gone, torn off somewhere between the valet stand and Mark’s cruel laughter.

His fingers were still in my mouth, pressing my tongue down, making me drool like an animal while he recorded every second on his phone.

“Say it again, little girl,” he ordered, voice low and vicious. “Tell the camera who you were really begging for when you came on my hand tonight.”

I tried to shake my head, but his grip in my hair tightened until my eyes watered.

“J-Jeffrey,” I sobbed around his fingers. The name felt obscene leaving my lips. “It was… it was Jeffrey.”

The name tasted like shame and honey. “Daddy… Jeffrey…”

Mark’s smile was slow, satisfied, terrifying.

“Good girl.”

He pulled his fingers free with a wet pop, wiped them on my cheek, and hit send.

I didn’t even have time to be mortified. The p
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