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AYLEE
My jaw throbbed and I groaned as I tried to lift my head, the silky sheets below me sticking to my face with dried blood.
“You are going to be one brain dead b***h by the time I get through with you,” Blaine griped. He grabbed my bound wrists and roughly hoisted me to stand on my shackled feet. The room spun and I almost fell, but he lifted me in his arms.
I didn’t even have the strength to fight. “You’re not going to get away with this.” Laughing, he kicked the bathroom door open and dropped me to the floor. I couldn’t break the fall since my hands were tied and ended up landing on my hip. “So help me God, if you put another bruise on my body I’m going to rip your d**k off.”
He turned on the shower and the steam started to fill up the room. “Not if it’s inside your p***y,” h
