basement

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Things have been going good life felt for the most part normal. I was having coffee with a friend and ended up being late.

When i entered the house i saw han glaring at me. his eyes were cold. I instinctively back a way as he grabbed my arm and yanked me to the a door i never went through on account of it always being locked.

He took out a key unlocking the door and pushed me down the steps. i found it to be basement. Chains hanged from the ceiling . he tied my hands to the ceiling chains. und ripped my clothes off. then i felt the sharp pain going through me as thrusted into my ass for what felt like hours. 

I begged and begged him to stop. 

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