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he threw me on the bed and went to the drawer
and grabbed stuff
"your gonna wish you weren't so stubborn with
me" he smirked
he ripped a piece of tape off and taped my mouth
shut
"if you can't breathe find a way" he said
he handcuffed me and started kissing down my
body and unbuttoned my shirt
he kissed my boobs roughly leaving hickey's and bruises
down to my stomach
he smirked at me and blindfolded me , i was scared
but calm at the same time
he left for like 2 minutes and it was completely silent
and i felt something hit my ass and i moaned into the
tape
"the tape means shut the fuck up" he said in my ear
mattia took the rest of my clothes off and started to
rubbing ice down my body all the way to my thighs and
stopped
i heard him chuckled a little and he yanked my
legs so i was at the edge of the bed
"you wanna act like a bitch i'm gonna treat you like
one" he gritted
his cold hands hit my stomach and he roughly
slammed into me and i winched he didn't stop he
grabbed my waist for a better grip i felt the bruises forming
he ripped the tape off my mouth and i moaned
his name and he smirked
he retaped my mouth
"i don't want the neighbors to know my name" he turned
me around onto my stomach
he pushed my face into the bed and slammed into
me again but harder and he was slapping my ass leaving
them stinging
i felt him uncuff my hands and pined them up over
my head kissing down my back then turning me around
"your not done"
ha ripped the tape off my mouth and he put me on my knees and rubbed my lips with his fingers
"open your mouth" he said
i did what he said and he put his dick in my mouth
and started throat fucking me making me gag
he came on my face and took the blind fold off and
handcuffs
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