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That scar. Unforgettable yet significant. He was beautiful — so much so, it was as if life curated itself in a way that seemed to benefit him. Or so it seemed. Did it matter? His hands surely did. The way they danced skillfully across your skin, sending sparks of fire between your thighs. It was pathetic, how you couldn't fight back. How you couldn't resist. You just let yourself get lost in him. He'd whisper sweet nothings in your ear while ruining you. Calling you his バニー. He'd forcefully pin you down, the surprising, unexpected weight of his lanky frame overtaking yours. He'd plunge his fingers into you, deep and hard, laughing while you begged him to stop, your words practically white noise. He'd leave kisses in a trail up and down your neck, lingering just a few seconds on that sweet spot. He liked bending you over, forcing his dick inside you. In and out. He liked that one spot. How'd this happen? You'd ask yourself every time he'd finish, throwing you out of the dingy apartment he abided in.
Those combat boots. Hard and rusty. The loud steps are technically engraved into your bloodstream with the way it causes you to... React. He'd force you to strip your clothes off. And if you weren't quick, he'd tackle you and rip your clothes off. Oh, was für eine Geldverschwendung!, he tease into your ear, manhandling you while forcing your legs open. He liked you on the ground, helpless. On all fours. It was easy to get you to listen. You were especially obedient. He liked the evident fear in yiur eyes, the way you trembled all over when he was in close proximity of you. He lived the way you whimpered like a pathetic puppy while he pressed his boot over your pussy, squashing you like a bug. He admired how easy you were. How you were so optimistic. How you still kept that little, almost non-existent light in soul on, despite all the tragedies you went through. He loved how simple you were to manipulate, like a quaint piece of clay. He loved you eyes. The love so bright. I'm so sorry, he'd lie, his voice like honey. It's going to be alright.
Day by day,
Love must play.
Boots on edge,
Come say the pledge.
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