STUCK
Her struggles went unheard behind the layers of fabric foisted on her face, limping in his arms like a dead body.
He had counted on the drug, hoping to achieve maximum compliance in no chaos at all. Ofcourse the best way to keep her distracted was to touch her, seduce her, in the right places, with the right words, it always worked like magic he never knew. If he was true to himself, he knew every word that he had promised was an honest one. He did want her, in the most suffocating, romantic, horrible night of disaster, he still wanted to fuck her.
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