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She wished she had never been partnered with this pervert. She didn't know why Psychology was a required course on her degree plan, but the professor had paired off the class, and her partner had whispered to her in a voice only she could hear, so that she would return to trance later. He had taken her really deep, and she didn't remember most of it, but now she couldn't disobey him, no matter what it was he said. So, here she was, letting him dress her in costumes like some pretty dolly, and she couldn't even give him the Falcon Punch he so richly deserved.
She swore to herself that she would find a way to get even with him. Somehow.