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95. Rescue from Darkness

Author: UHASA
last update Last Updated: 2023-07-20 21:10:27
Abigail's pov -

Everything is blurry. Only his touch and some words are ringing in my ears. And he left, but someone else entered or a few.

"Fuck, she is so hot. I didn't expect this much." Someone exclaimed. I am feeling so filthy right now. Mick, where are you? I need you. Please save me.

My heart pounds wildly in my chest, making it difficult to breathe as one of them rubs his palm on my abdomen. I try to move, but someone holds my legs. "Yeah, a lottery for us," another one chuckles. I have no strength to oppose them. What was in that drink? Mick, please come.

I feel someone's hand lifting my gown. God, please no.

Tears well up in my eyes, blurring my vision even further as I try to fight back the overwhelming emotions. I try to move, but their grip on me is so tight that I cannot be released. Someone is near my lips. I can sense the breathing. There is no hope left. No hope...

I am losing my grip on the bed sheet, my body trembling uncontrollably as they weigh heavily on me. I am
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