Violetty: “You brats are really enjoying being my helpless sex-slaves, huh? Can you even comprehend the true danger you’re in? You’re completely unable to manipulate your Omnitrix or call for help. And only we three, in all the world, know where you are right now. I can mummify you with one roll of duct-tape, and you’d never be able to escape. No more friends, no more family; just you, the darkness, and the echoes of your screams as you cry for help. Or, I could simply finish you now with two strips: one for your mouth, and another for your nose. Imagine me, sitting on your cock, watching you frantically shaking your head and screaming as you slowly suffocate. As you turn blue, you see Gwen crying, knowing that her only options are to watch you die painfully, or hop off the chair and hope she dies first. As it all goes white, you see me reach for the tape over your nose, you get all hopeful, thinking I’m just messing with you. And then I pull my hand away and laugh as you begin your death spasms.
“How about you, Gwen? You already know I’m planning to take a LOT of pictures and video of you. The dark web will welcome their little porn princess with open arms. I might even SELL you for the right price, with no hope of seeing your fuck-buddy cousin again. Or worse, I could just release you with the knowledge that I can destroy your life with these pictures. Perhaps I’ll wait until you find a boy you like, and then expose you as the biggest little whore in town. Or maybe I’ll just make you do increasingly lewd acts as you hope I never expose your shame. Ooh, picture this! You’re a flower girl at a wedding, and you get a text from me, ordering you outside; then, right outside a church, I make you do a striptease and masturbate on camera. Or, I could just take Ben to my room right now, while you desperately pray that I free you in time. Then you nod off, or get rocked by a rather strong orgasm, you lose your balance and…crack!
“Shit, you little brats have only gotten hornier, HAVEN’T you? Fine, don’t let anybody say I’m not a woman of my word. I promise, you won’t die until I fulfilled each and every fantasy in your empty little heads.”
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“How about you, Gwen? You already know I’m planning to take a LOT of pictures and video of you. The dark web will welcome their little porn princess with open arms. I might even SELL you for the right price, with no hope of seeing your fuck-buddy cousin again. Or worse, I could just release you with the knowledge that I can destroy your life with these pictures. Perhaps I’ll wait until you find a boy you like, and then expose you as the biggest little whore in town. Or maybe I’ll just make you do increasingly lewd acts as you hope I never expose your shame. Ooh, picture this! You’re a flower girl at a wedding, and you get a text from me, ordering you outside; then, right outside a church, I make you do a striptease and masturbate on camera. Or, I could just take Ben to my room right now, while you desperately pray that I free you in time. Then you nod off, or get rocked by a rather strong orgasm, you lose your balance and…crack!
“Shit, you little brats have only gotten hornier, HAVEN’T you? Fine, don’t let anybody say I’m not a woman of my word. I promise, you won’t die until I fulfilled each and every fantasy in your empty little heads.”
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