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The Biter

Dark fantasiesMy man’s drug addiction was getting way out of hand. He would send me out to whore on the streets all night long. If I didn’t come home with enough money to keep him high all day, he would beat me. This constant threat of violence was always in the back of my mind. I made mistakes in judgement and sometimes got in the wrong cars. Some men can’t get off unless they’re causing pain. One time I got in the car with an older man who liked to bite into my flesh. He didn’t stop biting me until he drew blood. I screamed and begged him to let me out of his car. But my cries turned him on more. He bit my breasts and my neck like an evil vampire. He didn’t even have to fuck me to ejaculate. My screams made him cum without intercourse. He kicked me out of his car without paying me.


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