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By typicalrussianparent · Posted
Anya frowned. "Come on you pathetic little baby, just show everyone the gift you made for me." She stated firmly. "You won't get hurt so long as you do what your mommy says." She stated. Some of the other workers were quite happy about this arrangement. With Anya focusing on Katherine, they got less criticism and Anya didn't breathe down their necks so much. So, they were all going to encourage this. -
By typicalrussianparent · Posted
Francine smiled and got up, holding Dahlia against her chest. "Would you like some milk before we go, hm, my pretty flower?" She whispered and slowly began to unbutton her shirt. She intended to make those cheeks as red as she could. -
By Anonimoose · Posted
Not thinking straight, as she was completely taken over by her fight or flight response, Katherine tried to break out of Anya’s grip and run for her life. But alas, she was so unfathomably weak in comparison, she got nowhere. But all throughout her attempts, she screamed for help at the top of her lungs. By her tone, it was clear she was scared for her life. -
By Anonimoose · Posted
As if she was a teapot, steam poured out of the top of her head as her cheeks grew warm as they became very flushed. Not saying a word, she leaned her head onto her girlfriend, letting her flustered expression speak for itself.