Page 127 of Love Me Stalk Me

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Every filthy detail.

fuck

okay um

so i guess i picture something like

me being hunted

Hunted?

yeah

like i’m running through the woods

and i know someone is after me

i don’t know who at first

but i can feel them watching me

tracking me

Keep going.

i try to run faster

but they catch me

tackle me to the ground

pin me down

Holding you there, keeping you trapped.

yes

whispering in my ear that i was never getting away

that they were always going to catch me

And what happens next?

they start touching me

rough hands everywhere

pushingmy legs apart

making me beg for it

Would you?

Would you beg?

yes

because i know they won’t give me what i need until i do

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