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God, what a fucking perfect damsel in distress she is. Her outfit, the way she’s securely tied to a chair in the middle of an empty lit basement, the way she’s staring at her captor because the tape tightly plastered across her face has silenced her
God, what a fucking perfect damsel in distress she is. Her outfit, the way she’s securely tied to a chair in the middle of an empty lit basement, the way she’s staring at her captor because the tape tightly plastered across her face has silenced her
God, what a fucking perfect damsel in distress she is. Her outfit, the way she’s securely tied to a chair in the middle of an empty lit basement, the way she’s staring at her captor because the tape tightly plastered across her face has silenced her
God, what a fucking perfect damsel in distress she is. Her outfit, the way she’s securely tied to a chair in the middle of an empty lit basement, the way she’s staring at her captor because the tape tightly plastered across her face has silenced her
God, what a fucking perfect damsel in distress she is. Her outfit, the way she’s securely tied to a chair in the middle of an empty lit basement, the way she’s staring at her captor because the tape tightly plastered across her face has silenced her
God, what a fucking perfect damsel in distress she is. Her outfit, the way she’s securely tied to a chair in the middle of an empty lit basement, the way she’s staring at her captor because the tape tightly plastered across her face has silenced her
God, what a fucking perfect damsel in distress she is. Her outfit, the way she’s securely tied to a chair in the middle of an empty lit basement, the way she’s staring at her captor because the tape tightly plastered across her face has silenced her
God, what a fucking perfect damsel in distress she is. Her outfit, the way she’s securely tied to a chair in the middle of an empty lit basement, the way she’s staring at her captor because the tape tightly plastered across her face has silenced her
God, what a fucking perfect damsel in distress she is. Her outfit, the way she’s securely tied to a chair in the middle of an empty lit basement, the way she’s staring at her captor because the tape tightly plastered across her face has silenced her
God, what a fucking perfect damsel in distress she is. Her outfit, the way she’s securely tied to a chair in the middle of an empty lit basement, the way she’s staring at her captor because the tape tightly plastered across her face has silenced her