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Waiting
You take your hand open fist and hit me. You hit me hard. I feel my face swell up and start to cry. You look me in the eye and tell me this is what you wanted. That this is what you've been waiting for. I look at him and he tells me to come over to him so I do. He grabs my wrist and pushes me down on the bed. He turns me over and slides his cock right in. We fuck and fuck until we both give. After its done, he asks me if I liked the beatings. I laugh and say yes, yes I do. Then he passes out on the bed. I roll over and start to cry, knowing that this is only the beginning.
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