Fantasy BDSM?

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"No!", she shouted, "I will not have fun with a RAPIST!"

Thankfully, they were in Texas and she had a concealed carry permit. She grabbed the gun hidden in her bra, and pointed at the creep trying to rape her.

"Die LOSER!", she screamed.

She fired the gun. It hit the man and he screamed and die. Blood spewed all over the crowd. There was so much blood it put out the fire. There was mass chaos.

"How can I live with myself?", she wondered. Then, she shot herself. More blood. More screaming.

It was a sad day.
 
Issak was surrounded by his usual group of girls, dancing wildly with each one. He took a break and said, "How come he gets the first dance with you?"
 
"You weren't bad," he said. "Keep it up and you'll be great. Then maybe you can join me." he kissed her forehead.
 
"You were having fun," he said. "Don't try to fool me. Right, Keth?" he asked, and Keth nodded in agreement.
 
"You'll get used to it the more you do it, and besides, just think about how much it will loosen you up for the bedroom," he whispered in her ear. "Got to go, ladies are waiting," he said before departing.
 
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