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“See how wet she is?”

The young men gathered around as the trainer fingered the girl. She was displayed on a bench, resting on her elbows and knees like a trained animal. Her slick holes were raised high in the air, as though she was waiting to be mounted. The trainer held her head down by her hair, so that the focus was on the girl’s wet openings, rather than her pained eyes and gagged lips. She uttered a smothered whimper around the gag as the men laughed at her eager display.

“She’s in heat. Ready bitch. How cute, she just can’t help herself.”

“You can all test her holes if you’d like, just know that she’s rather messy. The poor girl hasn’t cum in a long time.”

Female anatomy courses could be so exhausting on a girl. By the end she would leave a pool of juice on the bench, and she’d be shaking with desire as the trainer filled her gluttonous holes with toys and secured her with a belt. No one cared how the poor thing felt, she was just a bitch after all.

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