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Elsa thrashed harder, growling behind her gag, her hands scraping uselessly against the air. Cherry’s fingers trailed along Honey’s inner thigh, sharp nails scraping lightly enough to make her shiver.
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Honey’s body tensed as Cherry’s hand moved higher, her fingers brushing against the sensitive flesh of her pussy. “Mmmph!” Honey’s hips jerked involuntarily, her body betraying her despite the gagged protests she tried to voice.
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Elsa whimpered behind her gag, her body squirming in its ropes. Cherry laughed, stepping closer to her. “Ah, don’t worry, love. I haven’t forgotten about ya.”
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Honey whimpered, shaking her head, her mind racing through a thousand useless strategies. All those hours spent guiding her friends through their messy lives, trying to hold everyone together—yet here she was, helpless, unraveling.
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The lantern hissed as she adjusted the flame, shadows leaping high against the mine walls. Elsa let out a strangled, furious sound, swinging slightly in her ropes. Honey felt the beam creak again, and in that moment she realized something cold and certain: Cherry wasn’t bluffing.
Cherry stepped back into the darkness, her voice sing‑song and almost tender as it echoed through the cavern: “Sleep tight, my beauties… swing nice and gentle while you can.”
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