Obsession
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"Please.. please i am scared of you"
"Shh don't be scared I will not do anything" he shushed her, and stared her... then gently he grabbed her long thick soft locks in his hard veiny masculine hand.
"Please.. I don't love you" heart wrenching sobbed come out from her plumpy pink lips.
"what a coincidence darling, I also don't love you.. Hmm" suddenly his grip tight on her locks.
"keep that in your little head... THAT YOU ARE FUCKING MINE"
"DID YOU UNDERSTAND" he shouted.
"I asked you something did you"
"my little girl" his deadly hollow eyes bore into her innocent ones ..
"Ye..yes yes". She answered fearfully.
"yes what little girl"
"Yes... sir"
"My little good girl" he caress her head.
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