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Glenda gets hersAbruptly, he tossed the riding crop aside. With deft fingers, he unknotted the belts which secured her to the bed posts. Glenda whimpered, sinking to her knees on the carpet, her cuffed hands drooping between her legs. "What do you mean by reading this filth, girl?" Rupert demanded harshly, grabbing up one of the porno magazines and slapping Glenda across the face with it. "Huh? Huh? You're nothing but a dirty whore, ain't ya, bitch? You're a conniving, sneaky, spoiled little whore, living high on the hog off your father's money while you let every Tom, Dick and Harry fuck you like the dirty harlot you are!" He slapped her face none too gently, and Glenda squealed, her cheek smarting warmly. The sight of her hulking stud of a father, looming above her like a uniformed God, was almost enough to make her swoon. She saw the hot, savage flames which burned in his glowering eyes. She saw the way his muscles bulged beneath his clothing. She saw that extra large bulge in his pants, throbbing lewdly against his trouser leg like a rigid snake… Rupert drew his gun ...» |
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