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>C, she needs a release
I wriggle and squeak to try and send the message that I don’t like this nonverbally, but Violet just shushes me and holds tighter to my back to keep me in place. I’d need to startle her, either by speaking or using my full strength, to escape.
No, I can’t. I don’t want to hurt Violet and I don’t want her to find out I can talk. I have to be good and put up with whatever she’s doing until she’s satisfied. I shouldn’t be upset, it’s not a big deal, this might even help her feel more empathy for rabbits, maybe.
“Good boy, that’s right, settle down.” Violet’s hand follows the lean curve of my stomach to my sack–I jolt when she pinches me lightly before she resumes her innocent petting. Her wide eyes are fixed on my slit, where my cock is starting to poke out.
“You’re a naughty mammal aren’t you? Such base things, like those mongrels attacking us, you can’t help succumbing to lust and sin. All you want to do is eat and breed–dirty, dirty boy.”
She’s the one who grabbed me, what is she talking about? Ugh, Violet’s being really weird, it reminds me of when she randomly spanked me after winding me up, it’s almost like she wants to punish me.
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