Giselle wished she was living in a dream, but no. Indeed, she had lose her chastity. She could still remember the day, so vividly. When the monster pinned her down and groped her, exploiting every membrane of her flesh. She struggled. She cried. She fought. But all was just a helpless struggle against this lustful creature gone bestial.

Her pain condensed into a thin, sharp wail. She struggled even more. However, it seemed that the more she tried to, the more it fired his lustful energy. Seized by such monstrous terror, she wished at that instant she could die.

Something as sacred as her chastity, was tainted. By the blood of this monster who was on top of her, carrying on the unspeakable act.

As she sobbed silently, she wondered would Harper still want her, now that she was tainted and filthy.

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