Built For Pleasure
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Atlas opened his eyes with hands around his throat. Which was unusual, as it would be for just about everyone. After realizing the situation he was actually in he opened his mouth to let out a scream only to have the hands around his throat tighten.
"Shh baby, you dont want anyone to come in and see this now do you."
"You're gonna be a good boy for me now right.?" The voice spoke yet again.
Atlas had only just realized what kind of situation he was in.
And man was he was screwed....
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Started: 9/10/20
Ended: 8/1/23
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