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She worked in customer service, her hair let down over her shoulders.

She's wearing ***** boots.

She walked around shaking her keys, as she made them all beg for mercy.

One on one,

She whipped him hard, so very hard and made him beg for mercy.

She locked him in a tiny room around about 10 by 10,

She shoved him up against the wall and made him scream in pain.

Tomorrow would be another day, she'll do the same again!

(C) Livvi

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olivia-kent
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May 5, 2014
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An evil prison guard!

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