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I cocked my head to the side, letting out a low, dark chuckle.

"Your hourglass is finished. You see that in the corner? The sand has been running non-stop for the last week, and it's just on its final straw before it gets completely emptied to the other fucking side."

"No, master. Please! Please spare me!" she begged, sobbing and thrashing about her spot, as the chains on all her body parts rattled.

Her skin that was once so porcelain white, her pussy that was once so pink, pretty and juicy...

She was now ruined completely.

I watched the last grains of sand pour into the other side of the hourglass...

Before my lips curled upwards, a satisfied smirk forming on my face.


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