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Full-blooded Puppet II

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Elena's POV

Master’s cum still coated my tongue as we drove home from the mall. My body buzzed from the relentless vibrations inside me, and my mind felt fractured. I was Elena, his sister… but that identity was slipping away with every command. “Master,” I whispered, nuzzling his thigh, “your sister-slave needs more.”

Victor stroked my hair. “Good girl. Repeat the mantra.”

“My mind and body exist only to worship and pleasure your cock,” I said obediently, the words feeling more natural each ti
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