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- "If a claw won't hurt you, at least this grapevine will!"
- "Urgh!" Dr. Love tries to pull his legs in-ward to avoid them being spreaded too much away. He can feel a little pain escaping near the muscles of his legs. - "Get off me, you moron!" |
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Loserboy is pleased to hear that Dr. Love is slighly irritated. To increase Dr. Love's frustration, he pins him and holds his wrists in an attempt to immobilize him.
- "Try and escape if you can, you weakling. Hehehehe." Dr. Love grins. - "Well that'll be easy." |
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Dr. Love breaks the grip with a brutal and rapid movement. His hands free, he immediately wraps them around Loserboy's torso. - "Now you're mine! Scream my little boy." Loserboy is caught in a bearhug! Oh no! - "ARRRRRGGGGHHHHHH!" |
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Dr. Love picks him up and continues bearhugging him.
- "Arrgh! Arrgh! Raah! Aaah!" - "Yeah! Yeah! How's that? Hah! HAH! GRAAH!" - "URGGH! Urrgh! Noo! AAAAH!" |
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- "Now, now. Let's not make this pathetic loser submit too soon. I'd like to play and hear you scream some more."
Dr. Love feels that he should use lighter holds to extrapolate the torture. - "Urggh!" Loserboy tries helplessly to get out. |
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