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Two nights later, recalling the stories
Her dark fancies begin to hold sway
An unwholesome tingle starts building
At thoughts of kidnap and carnal foul play
Remembering what her friends told her
She scrolls through some sickening scenes
Is that what she’ll get if ‘he’ picks her up? no choice”. XXX His words make you writhe in a panic
Frantic “MmmmMMmMmm”s emit from your hood
“Don’t worry, the tutor’s an expert,” he mocks
“You’ll dance well when he’s whipping you good. She knows she can’t let that happen
Drunk horn-dogs were sure to join in
“Oh no, not now, not here”, She pleads. “Abduction” it maybe not what you want
But you have to accept what is served
And if you harbor dark fancies
My words are what you deserve . . … And can’t wait to get their rough hands on you
Violation, degradation and sexual abuse
Not to mention being repeatedly raped
But there’s something we’ve kept as a secret ..…
Your ordeal
