The Monster's defilid sex slave

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“No.” Savannah whispered staring at her phone that she had just dropped into her pasta. “He wouldn’t.” Elijah wouldn’t do that to her. She had just signed herself over to him and he had signed himself over to her. Although now that she thought about it she wasn't positive about the

latter. Was he bound to be faithful to her?

“No, Elijah,” she pleaded quietly as she picked up her phone and wiped the sauce from it.

She slowly opened the phone and read the text again hoping that the message had changed.

— You are nobody. You are nothing but a cunt for Elijah to put his dick into. He doesn’t want to be with sluts who so easily spread their legs for him. Did he tell you he’s at work just now?

He’s with me tonight and I’m getting ready to wrap my lips around his beautiful cock. Enjoy your dinner, whore.- Savannah didn’t want to over-react, but she felt her breath quickening and her heart start to pound with fear. She had fallen too hard for Elijah, too quickly. He couldn’t do this to her. With shaky fingers she punched out a text to him; she was too afraid to call.

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