You stay quiet
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The two men continue laughing at your plight as they hit send, and even more of your body is exposed to the world. You try to protest, but you can't. A part of you knows that you're not going to be able to stop them. | The two men continue laughing at your plight as they hit send, and even more of your body is exposed to the world. You try to protest, but you can't. A part of you knows that you're not going to be able to stop them. | ||
| - | "What do you think about this one?" The man with your phone says. He shows you a picture of you sitting in front of your mirror naked, your legs spread far apart, revealing your hairy ginger snatch. The man chuckles. "I tell you what. You let me see that red bush of yours, and I won't share this picture to the world." You feel his hand touch your back and slowly work its way down your body. It doesn't stop until it reaches your ass and squeezes your cheek hard. | + | "What do you think about this one?" The man with your phone says. He shows you a picture of you sitting in front of your mirror naked, your legs spread far apart, revealing your hairy ginger snatch. |
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| + | The man chuckles. "I tell you what. You let me see that red bush of yours, and I won't share this picture to the world." You feel his hand touch your back and slowly work its way down your body. It doesn't stop until it reaches your ass and squeezes your cheek hard. | ||
[[Hit the scumbag|As soon as you feel his hand touch you, your hand touches his face. Hard.]] | [[Hit the scumbag|As soon as you feel his hand touch you, your hand touches his face. Hard.]] | ||
Current revision as of 20:30, 19 October 2017
The two men continue laughing at your plight as they hit send, and even more of your body is exposed to the world. You try to protest, but you can't. A part of you knows that you're not going to be able to stop them.
"What do you think about this one?" The man with your phone says. He shows you a picture of you sitting in front of your mirror naked, your legs spread far apart, revealing your hairy ginger snatch.
The man chuckles. "I tell you what. You let me see that red bush of yours, and I won't share this picture to the world." You feel his hand touch your back and slowly work its way down your body. It doesn't stop until it reaches your ass and squeezes your cheek hard.
As soon as you feel his hand touch you, your hand touches his face. Hard.
Keep your eyes shut. Do what you can to not piss him off.
You have no choice. You do as he says.
| Status | ||
| Health | Healthy | Condition:
Sore, but alive |
| Mental State | Shocked | |
| Day | 0 | |
