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❀❀❀ 🧍🏽‍♂️imma just let y'all read

we had gotten finished eating and we still had a little time to spare so we went across the street to the walmart

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we had gotten finished eating and we still had a little time to spare so we went across the street to the walmart.

"mattia," i whined, "we havta' leave in 30 minutes!" he dragged me along inside.

we had gone in the nearest entrance by the back.

i huffed as he continued to drag me through the makeup isle and towards the musty back.

the tile turned into bare concrete floor as we entered the "outdoors" section of the building.

"what you need bird feed?"
i giggled and poked a bag that was more than half the size of me.

"shut up shortstack, come on."

i huffed and pouted, trailing behind him.
it felt like i had to jog just to keep up with him.

"mattia, please slow down." i tugged on the back of his shirt.

"ugh." he scoffed and picked me up, throwing me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

i screeched, hitting his back, "put me down! mattia!"

i saw people looking at me, so i buried my face in his back, "mattia you're embarrassing me." i whispered.

he chuckled and just kept on walking.

"i'm gonna kick you in the balls." i seethed.

he laughed, "don't you mean punch?"

i whined and shoved my face even farther into his back. i smirked and pinched his asscheek.

"ow you brat!" he smacked my ass.

i yelped, going red.

making my fingers into pinchers, i did it a second time and when he smacked me
i moaned.

loud.

mattia set me down and i tried to run away.

he yanked the back of my shirt so hard i fell into his front.

"uff!"
the small noise escaped my mouth as my back collided with him.

he leaned down next to my ear.
"quit being a fucking whore, kairi."

i blushed as my tummy swirled and i muttered a quiet,
" 'm sorry" as he began to drag me along, but by the back of my neck.

i winced as he gripped harder, it sent shivers down my spine.

"mattia, please not my neck." i tried to writhe away from him.

"shut up bitch, i'm trying to show you something nice."
he held me tighter and i tried to suppress a moan.

"please, please, mattia." i whined, still trying to wiggle away from him.

he wrapped his whole hand around my throat, squeezing harshly.

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