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080: Pained

Finlay had his fingers balled into fists, and with a clenched jaw, he watched the servants whip the naked boy whose hands were raised and tied above him.

His mind was tormenting the shit out of him by showing him images of his wife getting fucked by this man. He could see her moaning, parting her legs for the lad so all of his member could fit into her Honeypot.

This thought alone rose goosebumps on his pores and at the same time stirred up his temperature. He was feeling cold and hot at the same time, simply because he felt sick, betrayed, and disgusted to the bone.

Ophelia spent the night outside in a tent in the bushes, because she wanted to get fucked by her lover.

This had Finlay question his worth if he wasn't enough for her? Did she even love him as she had claimed? He doubted so because if she did, she wouldn't cheat with a boy who had nothing in Gisburn.

His groans could be heard and Finlay wondered if the boy had made these sounds as he fucked his wife.

Anger coursed throu
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