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Bullied Sex

Her life was in a terrible mess of getting raped by five guys, they struggle and seized her, this was her cursed destiny, which she cannot escape, she had no alternative but to enjoy the bullied sex with five guys together
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Chapter 8

" You can't live without my fingertips!" Eva was screaming as Ervin Black whispered and spewed out his hot breath into her ears.

When the delicate magic finger went in search of the source of her wet heat, it was soon immersed by a puddle of filthy water.

"Stop! Stop! Ah... "She cried, her body quivering wildly beneath his fingertips as she became enthralled.

What she was most afraid about was not his anger against her, but the fact that her reason had progressively crumbled as a result of his provocation. "Such a delicate point...

Have any other men gotten their hands on it?" He pressed his fingers into his moist core and demanded the response in an intimidating manner. "It has absolutely nothing to do with you! Allow me to go! Temptation devil!"

She attempted to squeeze her legs together. It was impossible for her to catch anything that may harm him in the dark, so she had to reach for her cell phone and strike randomly. He easily escaped her attack.

A circle of chilly metal items was wrapped around her wrist, securing her. A clatter of iron chains interrupted her attempts to come to a halt. Her body was restrained by the clasping of one hand. Eva panicked and tugged the chain around her wrist, making her even more terrified. No matter how much the shackles pained her wrist, she couldn't care .

"Do you plan on getting out of my hands after you've been captured by me. When you climb the first flight of stairs, you should be alert."

By snapping his fingers, Ervin Black turned a dark room into a dazzling room as bright as the sun. Eva became even more terrified when she saw she was not in a regular office or room, but rather in a white hidden chamber that was smaller than one square meter in size. Her wrists were restrained by shackles that were attached to a lengthy chain that was affixed to the ceiling. A handcuff was also there, which was attached to a very short iron chain that was one meter in height on the wall above the bed.

By the time Ervin Black realized what she'd done, he'd already slipped her trousers to her ankles, exposing her slim nude legs.

Eva pushed away her hand, realizing that he still has an idle hand, in order to prevent him from moving it away from her again. Ervin Black extended his hand to her. She discovers that he has wrapped the shackles around her ankle and fixed them to the wall.

As a result, she stood in front of him on one foot in an extremely shameful posture, with a shirt covering her upper body, a bare leg bent in the air, one leg on the ground, a pile of trousers that had not been completely taken off at her ankles, and her private parts exposed in front of him, all in front of him.

Eva felt that the continuous heat flow in her core below was gurgling out, and the viscous translucent body slid down her smooth and white legs, hot and irritating, whether it was due of his mocking or because of her embarrassing position.

"Wow, you're so slutty! I just inserted my fingers, and you are so wet. What if I penetrate in?" Despite her discomfort and embarrassment, Ervin Black looked at her with scorn, fully dismissing her.

"Taste yourself," he said, reaching inside her leg with his index and middle fingers and gently dipping a bit into her lips. However, Eva was well aware that no matter how difficult the situation was or how many times she requested for assistance, she would never weep..

When Ervin Black saw that she was refusing to cooperate with him, he grabbed her chin and said, "Open your lips . Or these two fingers will insert into your lower core!"

She closed her eyes painfully and let his long finger to enter her mouth and twirl wildly between her lips and tongues.

"This is the price you pay for attempting to get close to Bran Black. Those women who lust for our guy will not be able to make themselves any more comfortable." As soon as the danger was lifted, his magic hand stretched once again into the deep dark forest of her lower body.

"I didn't! In addition, I with him, nor did I realize he would want that someone introduce me to him prior to the interview. No one said anything to us. Was it your fault that I was treated so unfairly? I have no interest on men of your family!"

Even though she sobbed and screamed, she was completely unaware that her final phrase had irritated him.

Mr. Ervin Black yelled, gritting his teeth "Despite the fact that you didn't have a word to Bran Black, he knew your phone number and made the effort to get in touch with you anyhow. I can't think of any reason why he would give up his future if you hadn't lured him with your trashy body!"

"Honestly, I have no idea what to say. Please allow me to leave the room. That I pledge to you, I would never again met anybody in your family." In her heart, she came to this conclusion. As long as she was permitted to leave the  devil's hidden chamber, she would flee!

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