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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

She's All Yours, Your Honor

Jenna was startled back into reality when she heard the door fly open and bang hard against the back wall. She turned around quickly and saw not one but BOTH biker-chicks walk in.

"What are you looking at, bitch?" said the first to enter, in a gruff manly sounding voice.

"N-nothing," stammered a frightened Jenna.

"Are calling you me NOTHING?" asked the first, larger chick. Speaking to her shorter, rounder friend the tall biker chick said, "This bitch just called me NOTHING."

Jenna wanted to bolt for the door but it was being blocked by the shorter one. She was trembling with fear as the two ambled closer. Jenna's heart was pounding faster and harder as she backed up. She jumped when her back contacted the cold cinder block wall opposite the stalls. She tried to cover herself from the leering eyes of the two mean looking women.