She continued to blabber on until I cut her off. "Mom please tell me what's going on. You're scaring me." "It's y-your father," she added, "he's d-dead!"
"Are you daring me", he asked breathing down my neck.
"Yes", I responded calmly.
"I want to rip those clothes off, but first I have to Punish you Chloe", and with that, he tied me to the bed and claimed my lips.
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