Proceed at your own risk
Friday night is game night. Sometimes she knew what was waiting for her, roleplay, dress up. Consensual non-consent were her favorite. Saying no when you wanted more, fighting, making the fear real in your mind. That heightened her arousal.
She had her key out and was reaching for the door when the hand clamped over her mouth. He…
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