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<div class="bbCodeBlock-content">As satisfying as the impact to Esther's cunt had been, it was short lived and Esther's words struck home as the younger and stronger girl was treating her like <i>her </i>bitch already.  It was not a role Jaxx was familiar with, especially with another woman so forcefully dominating her.  "Ouch....fuck."  She whined as her hair felt like it was going to be ripped from her scalp.  She scrambled to get her feet under her before she lost patches of hair.  Before Jaxx could change her mask of pain into a sneer of contempt as she was suddenly face to face with this crazy bitch and she had to tippy toe to relieve the pain, Esther spat in her face.  <br/>
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Off balance and vulnerable, the gut punch knocked the wind out of her and the knee took the fight out of her.  Jaxx was practically in the fetal position as she landed on the bed in pain.  But she was soon put on her back and straddled, she heard the sound of her shirt ripping, felt the coolness of the air as her tits were exposed.  'A bit' had been about all the fight Jaxx had offered as she watched in stunned amazement as this woman who was supposed to work for her, looking intent on raping her.  A part of Jaxx's mind tried to work out how she felt about it, but the more immediate thought process was there wasn't a fucking thing she could do to stop her.  Her body continued to struggle, her hands ineffectively trying to push the muscled girl off of her, Jaxx had never felt so helpless in all of her life.   Her eyes locked onto Butch's with a searing hatred, but also something of an acknowledgement or realization of the power shift between them, at least here on this bed.  It wasn't acceptance, no nothing like that, Jaxx was no one's pet but this was no corporate power game, it was primal and the strong would do as they wanted with the weak.</div>
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