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When I could no longer breathe through the pain, I began to scream and beg him to stop. Without pausing, he assured me it would all stop when I told them what they wanted to know. I told him instead what I thought of him, encouraging him to bring the crop down harder and faster on my already rapidly bruising thighs.
The screams that were being wrenched from my helpless body hurt my own ears. I assumed it was getting my captors excited because one walked to the end of the table where my head lay. He pressed a lever and the portion of the table supporting my head dropped away. My head fell back and my scream turned into a gag as he rammed his big ass cock down my throat. Screaming is hard when you can’t breathe.
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