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Subject: {ASSM} The Abduction of Britney 6/?
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The Abduction of Britney 6/?
I looked Britney directly in the eye as I begin to slowly slide more and more
of my cock down her mouth and throat. There was a look of panic which was
slowly fading as her ability to handle what was happening got away from her.
Nothing in her life had prepared her for all of this. Three days ago she was a
diva. Now, she was an object to be used any way I chose to use her. As my
cock hit the back of her throat, she had a gag reflex, but I did not stop.
"Remember, Britney, if you get me off before Rex finishes, I will stop him."
Her tounge moved again, rolling around the full inserted length of my member as
I flicked my hips towards her face.
"Rex, MATE."
Rex increased the speed of his movements, thrusting his doggie bone deep inside
Britney. An inhuman moan escaped her as Rex drove deeper and deeper, and my
cock slid fully into her oral cavity. She was being raped in ways she had not
thought possible.
Woof, woof, woof. Rex begin to come.
Britney's eyes rolled back in her head, unseeing and vacant.
Rex thrust deeper, caught up in the imparative of mating.
My balls tightened and I shot my load down her throat.
Rex finished. I finished. Britney lay there consicous but lost.
I pushed the water button, this time for one minute. Splash.
No resistance. Splash.
No movement. Splash.
Eyes open and vacant. Splash.
She had retreated inside. Splash.
Splash.
Splash.
Splash.
I reached into supply cabinet and pulled out a dose of insulin and injected
her.
Splash.
Splash.
Splash.
Her body shook.
Splash.
Splash.
Splash.
She was going into shock.
I smiled and left the room.
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