Finally he stopped, and Dasha could see cum spilling out of Morgan, dripping down her stomach. “Have you tried to escape?” Morgan asked. Each day when it came up negative, he would chain her to the ceiling and pump at least 3 loads of cum into her and then leave her there for hours. I feel like if I stop talking I’ll just die or something.”
“I know,” Dasha said quietly. He brushed her hair and made her stand on a scale (she was down to 95lbs). She hadn’t spoken a work since Karl had kidnapped her. Then she heard noises upstairs, like the sounds of a struggle. Finally it was over. Dasha scooted across the floor to sit closer to her, pulling the smaller girl onto her lap and hugging her. Ugh I just don’t know what to do. Dasha smiled weakly at Morgan who was still whimpering. And now she had a child on the way… even if she was found, things would be really different than they were before. Going to Brown next year,” it struck Dasha that she would probably never go to college.
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