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Crucified boy slave

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Here I am.

Nailed to this cross.

Sweating and writhing in pain.

The nails grind against the bones in my wrists. The bones in my feet pop each time I raise myself.

This happened all because I refused to let my mastsers son fuck me. The irony now is I'm being fucked by this awful piece of wood in my ass. I dont want it in me anymore.

Maybe I should have let him.

I wish I had.
 
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nice:p
maybe some enter-key uses would make it more readable
 
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