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Tiny Concessions

“Didn’t seem too heavy on your mind while you were shoving in and out of Bethanie.”

“No.” He admitted. “It likely didn’t. Is that the hint of jealousy in your voice?”

He queried in a soft voice. His shoulder still far enough between me and the crack of the door that I couldn’t get past him. And he was showing no inclination to move anytime soon.

“If it soothes your strange ire, Sweet Thing. I was only giving her what she needed.”

“You were hurting her.”

“It’s what she yearns for now. She can’t get thoughts of me brutalizing her from her mind. She longs for it. Thinks of it constantly. Wets herself, touches herself thinking of me barking orders at her and bruising her. Inside and out. It’s the nature of this little curse…”

“Curse.” I pounced. Still holding the door next to his shoulder. “Exactly what kind of curse is it?”

“Ah, ah.” He released the door to wave a warning finger in my face. “Now you’re probing where you don’t belong again. Remember what that earned you last.” He n
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Lebohang Makallane
What's the point of her sacrificing herself to let to let the girls go if they keep coming back like she did?
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