Chapter Eight-4

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“A fuckin’ wimp ape,” Ruiz sneered. Heather, tucking his c**k back in his pants and zipping up his fly shook her head, “No that’s not it. He is just too gentle for this world.” Ruiz rolled his chair back so that he sat at his desk and waved a hand at her indicating she was to return to her seat opposite the desk. “Spread your legs. I want to see your cunt,” he said. She obeyed. “It’s wet. That must mean suckin’ me off gets you hot?” She bowed her head, “Yes, it does. “My new b***h is in heat?” “I am.” “Good. Won’t be long till you learn to like it here. You get fed ok, have a bed, clothes, other bitches to hang out with, and you get f****d a lot, a whole lot plus you get to suck a whole lot of c***s. Now, that ain’t too bad, is it?” She looked up at him, “No. Maybe in time it will b

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