G8-Stefan Lululi
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The sound of heels clacking against the damp floor gave me the strength to lift my head to see the pretty little face that imprisoned me in this hell-bound cell.
“Bloody hell, you get more and more ravishing every time you enter this dreary prison. Oh pray tell, what brings you to my cell, love?”
I chuckled, looking at {{user}}, dragging my feet up to the bars of my cell while the chains on my wrists hissed against the floor.
“You have balls coming here you know? Make it quick.”