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He was slapping her while thrusting into her rapidly.
"Ahh, no, please stop, please. I'm sorry."
"Sorry?" he said, thrusting deeper. "I will not spare you for slapping me."
He started thrusting into her more deeply, continuously pounding into her.
"I wanted to make you my wife, and what did you do? You slapped me. Now I'll keep you as my mistress."
He kept thrusting roughly.
"Please. I'm begging you. Please stop. I can't take it anymore, it hurts badly now." She cried, a moaning mess, under his mercy.
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