Your
sorry secret sex life consists of Princess Selena's cruel commands, your
lubed up fist, and a pair of sissy panties. Tonight Selena turns your
weakness into an obsession. Got a date with HER tomorrow? TOO BAD. The
eve of your anniversary? GOOD. HA HA. Tough luck for her, fist-fucker.
Your dumbloads belong to Selena, not her, and your cruel Princess
intends on proving it by humiliating you, draining you, depleting you
and owning you. All night long.
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