The Beasts' breeding dungeon 3

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“Crap!” Ava exclaimed, sucking on her sorefinger. She had gotten it caught in the sewing machine, this wasn'tthe time to become distracted by thinking of all the different waysshe could try to escape. She had been held captive at Valanya forsix days now and her days were beginning to blur together. She wasslowly making progress with The Overlord and she was finding thatthe more willing she was in bed paid off double outside thebedroom. The Overlord had stayed true to his word and was rewardingAva for her good behavior. The sewing machine was his latest giftto her and Ava was adding an embellishment to a basic black skirtthat had been hanging in her closet.

She was passing the time after breakfastuntil her meeting with The Overlord late that morning. Breakfasthad been yet another horrible display this morning, a two-headedgrotesque Siamese-twin fucked three women on the breakfast table.To make matters worse, her best friend Michelle had been one ofthose women and it seemed like she had enjoyed every minute. Avahardly recognized Michelle now. Her friend was already getting areputation for being one of the most slutty and most showyprisoners to ever be held captive. Ava was still convinced that shewas being slipped some sort of additional aphrodisiac.

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