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... ’m going to break..."
Julian Sterling’s voice fractured into a thousand shards of desperation, his pleas dissolving into broken, wet sobs. He felt as though the most sensitive, vulnerable point deep within his body was being relentlessly ground down, crushed, and worshipped all at once by the man behind him. The pleasure accumulating in his lower abdomen had transformed into a pressurized sphere of white-hot energy, swelling to the point of agony, threatening to detonate at any second. < ...
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