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Dark Fantasies III

Author: Eagle Dira
last update publish date: 2026-07-19 15:58:10

Chapter 3: Cracks in the Resistance

Elena had lost track of time.

She didn’t know if it had been one day or two since Damien last visited her. The room had no windows, no clock, nothing to mark the passing hours. She had slept, eaten the food that was left for her, and spent long stretches pacing or sitting on the bed, lost in thought.

Her body still felt the effects of what he had done to her.

Her pussy was sore. There were faint bruises on her hips from his grip. And every time she closed her
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