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Thirteen
Thirteen Where it came from he claimed he never knew, it was just there and he acted on it. A button pressed and before either of them knew it a red mist of angry desire, he would be forcing her down in a<b> wrestling </font></b>hold, penetrating her roughly, or some other such deeply sexual humiliation. Or like today, stripped at the waist, bare arse over his knees and subjected to thirty minutes of spanking, beating with a newspaper and his leather belt. 'Get the girl, kick the baddies, save the entire planet' |
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