B*tch is a Witch 18 plus

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***** Abusive content. Please skip this chapter if this affects you. Reader discretion is advised. ***** Ira Jack’s words pushed her into panic mode. "Get down on your knees and open your dirty mouth. You need to take care of our needs." Alex held her arms pinned behind her back, his grip too strong for her to break free. The awkward position forced her chest forward, sending pain through her shoulder blades. Jack's laughter made her skin creep as she struggled in Alex's hold. Jack opened his zipper. She pulled against Alex’s hands desperately, but he was physically too strong for her. His rough hands dug into the skin of her forearms. Her shoulders hurt and her heart fluttered in her throat. She had to escape. Jack unzipped his jeans and pulled himself free. Everything seemed to

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