Prisoner To My Mate
I kneel before the man, begging him to stop harming my mate.
“Do you know you’re actually a beautiful woman?” the man says, grabbing a handful of my hair. He looks at me from head to toe, eyeing my body, lust pooling in his eyes. He lingers at my breasts. He licks his lips. “If you suck my cock, I’ll let him go,” he says, moving my head back and forth, testing out what he wants me to do.
“Please, let him go!” I try to see if my begging will work because I can't suck this man's cock. But if I don't, Theo will die. He’s barely surviving with all the silver in his body. What am I going to do?
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