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Even though he saw the title, don't open, he did open. Lauren's heart skipped a bit, he felt guilty when he saw the upper part of her body but curiosity made him continue, then her entire nudity appeared, she was in her birthday suit, Lauren got his phone and connected it to the laptop, and transferred the video, he didn't stop there, he deleted it from her laptop, in a second he felt, no one else should see this but just him

Maybe It wasn’t a total waste of time since I now have the opportunity to use all of those knowledge. Lauren is drugged in Megan’s house during our senior year and she is just doing an slept over there. Megan proudly tell her other friends how she manages to fool her and make her drink a fucking milk with drugs called aphrodisiac which arouses our bodies sexual instinct, the ultimate reason while Lauren didn’t remember everything especially when she was delivered at Hector’s house and when he raped her. He filmed everything and blackmail Lauren when she woke next to him in an unfamiliar bed. He threatens to disseminate the video if Lauren will not do exactly what he asked him to do and that

No matter how much she tried to remind him of who she was, he refused to acknowledge her as his girlfriend—he had even kicked her out! "I’m going to find out for sure tomorrow." "What are you planning to do?" A predatory smirk tugged at Laureen's lips. "I’m going to catch Zendaya at school tomorrow. Do you still have that photo of Cyan and that attorney at the cafe?" She asked Aila. When Zach had caught her with those explicit photos and videos of the two of them, a hacker had breached her phone and wiped everything—including the photo Aila had sent her to show Zach. Aila nodded. "Yeah, I still have it."

“You want to tell me who that is?” She takes a breath and the wariness in her gaze should upset me. Except it kind of thrills me. “If I tell you, can you promise me you’ll leave it alone?” Interesting. I wonder what kind of things my little submissive has heard about me. “I don’t know what man you take me for but I can keep a secret if it suits me.” Lauren looks away from me. Then back at me again. “He feels up girls when he thinks they aren’t looking and he’s been giving prescriptions in exchange for blow jobs.”

Lauren boomed and struck her a few more times. "Miss," Dan panicked. "What?! Do you also want to get into trouble with the boss?" fumed with rage. Lauren could tell her authority was being questioned. The man stood back in silence. After all, Arnold hadn't said anything yet. Lauren beat Andrea up with the bat, striking her torso and shins back and forth, over and over again. "I haven't touched your pathetic little face because I know you're a YouTuber. You should have stuck with your little computer rather than making such an enemy for yourself," Lauren said.

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“Then stop hurting me. Stop leaving me.” Draven kissed me fiercely, his hips snapping faster. “Can’t stop. I need you so much.” Our bodies slapped together and sweat covered us. I cried out as I came hard around him, trembling violently. Then he spilled his sticky semen deep inside me. We stayed like that for a moment, breathing heavily, as we were still connected. Then Draven pulled back just enough to look at me, his expression was kinda lustful. “We’re not done yet.” He flipped me over the desk, pressing my chest down on the cool wood, and thrusting back into me from behind even harder.

“They could be recording. They could have footage of everything—” “Good.” He grinned. “We can even start our OnlyFans from there if our videos leak… Well, I'll be the only fan because I don't want anyone to see you naked, ever.” My breath hitched in my throat, and I gulped. “We can't —”

“Is everything okay?” He didn’t answer right away. Instead he turned his laptop toward me. My OnlyFans page was open. One of my most popular videos—the full version of the black lace tease—was playing on mute. My own face, partially masked but unmistakable to someone who lived with me, filled the screen. I felt the blood drain from my face. “Damien… I can explain—”