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Tina woke up at the first tearing pain in her cunt, automatically trying to bring her hands down to the source of her pain. When she couldn’t move her hands her eyes snapped open. She felt the tight bonds around her wrists and now she also felt the pressure of a body on top of hers. And the pain in her cunt was being caused by another pressure, but her dazed mind hadn’t yet made the connection of what that must mean.
She could barely move her legs at all. Her ankles were bound just as her wrists were, tied to the posts of her own bed. She was helpless.
“Why are you doing this?” Tina glanced nervously between blond Rick and dark-eyed Peter. Her cunt was beginning to lubricate now, more out of self defense to keep from being ripped to pieces than anything else.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.