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I know I said I’d do anything, and honestly, I would’ve slept with Kane under different circumstances, but this guy is insane. Who knows if he’ll hurt me beyond repair? He pulls the tatters of my underwear back to expose my pussy, then grabs my hips and drags me toward his dick. “Wait…hold on…” I latch onto his arm, my hand trembling despite my attempts to suppress my weakness. “Please!” “What?” He peels my fingers off his arm and slams my hand above my head on the hard ground. “I don’t want this. Will you stop?” “Your words and begging do not affect me. Here’s how it will go. I’m going to use you, Dahlia. I’ll abuse and humiliate you until you scream and cry and beg me to stop. Your cunt will be my dick’s punching bag, and if I’m not satisfied, I’ll move to your ass and fuck you raw until you bleed. So unless you’re ready to put all your holes at my disposal, say ‘red’. That’s the only word that will stop me.” My ragged breathing slows down. This is my test. I need to let him fuck me