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St. Monica's School For Girls

************ Disclaimer!!! Before you start reading this book.... THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXTREMELY EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT OF THE MOST GRAPHIC NATURE. I'm a degenerate, so this book was made for degenerates. If you fancy content that know no sexual bounds, sex between two females, then read at your own discretion. The book is pretty much depraved, with a dark tone, some might find it offensive even. If you are underage or unwilling to experience depictions of Yuri, hardcore sex, fetish behaviours, and unrestrained carnal perversions in lurid detail - DO NOT READ THIS BOOK. You have been warned - continuing past this point confirms you are an adult clearly consenting to subjecting yourself to material that does not shy away from portraying sexuality and deviance in its most profane, boundary-pushing extremes. If you nevertheless choose to proceed and find yourself offended or disturbed, DO NOT BLAME THE AUTHOR. This is your final advisory.  18+ ONLY. Moving on... No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any more or by any mass electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise without prior written permission of the author. Please, Take Note: This is a book of fiction. All characters, names, places, incidents and behavior are from the author's imagination, used with no intentions of hurting anyone; Any resemblance to any actual living thing or dead is mainly by coincidence and I sincerely apologise. Read on!!

Golden_Essence · LGBT+
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117 Chs
#R18
#DARK
#SLICEOFLIFE
#CAMPUS
#SMUT
#YURI
#YAOI
#TWISTED

Face Fucked

Both sales girls looked down at the smaller Jenna and scowled their disapproval that she was allowing herself to be humiliated like that in public. Jenna sensed their hatred for her and she could read the repulsion on their faces. She felt empty inside, knowing that what they felt was justified. Jenna couldn't look them in the eye and her mouth was dry and cottony as she tried to speak.

"Uh, my, my girlfriend wants to know if this leash is suitable for me," Jenna sputtered.

"What do you mean 'suitable'?" asked the dark haired sales girl in a cynical tone.

"Well, she wants to know if it's of good quality and can be pulled up hard without breaking?" Jenna tried to explain in as vague a manner as possible hoping the girls wouldn't ask more questions.