Dangerous Waters {Dualscar x Slave Reader}
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The human race has been under the enslavement of trolls for sweeps now, and you're unfortunate enough to find yourself caught in the middle of it. You've lost hope of ever gaining your freedom back, and it seems that the only friends you'll ever have are the other slaves that come and go throughout the days. And although your mind is trained to follow the duties of your everyday life now, your eyes seem to be trained elsewhere when it comes to your latest owner. Even though it's tempting, it's best not to tread on Dangerous Waters.
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