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He spanked me again, this time harder, making me cry out, but instead of pulling away, his fingers found their way back inside me, filling me completely. His other hand snaked around my throat, squeezing just enough to make me gasp.

"Tell me, Little Mouse," he growled against my neck, his pace relentless now. "Do you want me to stop? Or should I keep fucking you until you're screaming for me?”

His fingers plunged into me again, harder this time, making my ...