Conquests And Pleasures – Chapter 3: Shawn’s Olympic Nightmare

Conquests And Pleasures – Chapter 3: Shawn’s Olympic Nightmare

By: Doctor Doom

Celeb: Shawn Johnson

Codes: MF, rape, first, mDom, bond, spank, oral, anal

Disclaimer: The usual, this never did or will happen. This story is purely fiction, and if you don’t know the difference between fiction and reality, then please stop reading now. Now for the specifics, this story revolves around the rape of a United States Olympic athlete who is under the age of eighteen. If anything in that last sentence makes you feel uncomfortable, dirty, or slightly less patriotic, then this
obviously is not the story for you. However, if you are one of the individuals who requested a story featuring this particular celebrity in this particular situation, or if you don’t think this story will cause you to feel uncomfortable, dirty, or less patriotic, then by all means read on and enjoy. You have been warned, so please, don’t come yelling to me if anything here after offends you.

Author Note: This story takes place shortly after the events of chapter two, which featured Taylor Swift.


It had been a few days since my meeting with the young Ms. Taylor Swift. I was still somewhat disappointed at having to cut our time together short and hand the young up and coming singer over to six members of my order, but rules were rules, and I had done as my master had ordered me to do. Still, once my debt had been paid, there was no reason why I couldn’t arrange another, longer meeting between Taylor and myself.

Like I said, it had been a couple of days since the whole ordeal with Taylor Swift, and I wasn’t sure what my master wanted me to do next. I was sitting at a bar in Chicago, wondering just what I should do next. With some hesitation, I decided to give him a call.

The old man picked up at the other end, he obviously knew it was me calling, “Well, well, Daniel Willard, my boy, what on earth are you calling me for.”

Even over the phone, the man still had the ability to make me uncomfortable, “Sir,” I said, “it has been a few days and I was wondering just what kind of orders you might have for me next.”

“Ah yes, of course. Well, Daniel, my boy, our arrangements have been handled quite nicely so far. Hard to believe it took you fucking up the way you did, to get me to truly notice you.”

“Thank you sir.”

“Never mind thanking me. You still have a ways to go before you’re out of my doghouse, young man.”

“Yes sir, I understand.

“Oh, don’t be so formal now. You’ve come a long way since our first meeting, and you can relax a little in your dealings with me. I understand, our operatives had a grand old time with that cute little singer.”

I couldn’t tell if he was trying to purposely rub it in that I hadn’t been able to fully explore Ms. Swift’s body, or if he was simply stating a fact.

“Yes, well I suppose they did in the time that was afforded to them.”

“More time than what was afforded to you, hey Daniel?”

“Indeed sir.”

“Oh come now, knowing what I do of you, you’re likely already planning another rendezvous with that cute young lass. Besides, the group there in Chicago needed to be rewarded for the work they’ve been doing in that city. Not to mention, as I understand you still had the honor of actually being the first man to break that young filly. So be honest, and just admit you’re planning another get together with just the two of you.”

“It had crossed my mind.”

“Well let it keep crossing your mind. Do what you will for the next few days. I’ll be attending to some matters personally in China. Going to see the games and what not. But don’t get too comfortable. There are still a few tasks I’ll be calling on you for in the not too distant future.”

“Yes sir, I understand.”

Before I could say anything else, the line went dead. The old man had obviously hung up, feeling that our conversation was over.

Looking up at the television above the bar, I noticed a commercial for the Olympic games. Standing out in the promo, was a cute young gymnast I had never seen before. An American, cute as a button, and from what I saw in the commercial a girl who was not only very flexible, but also hopped around like she had a spring up her ass. Shawn Johnson. Why had I never heard of this cute young lady? It was somewhat impulsive, but right then and there, I realized who my next target would be. If my master could take a few days off to witness the spectacle of the Olympic games first hand, then why the hell couldn’t I? It would be rather short notice, but my order has members all over the world. And while it was true I was still not in my master’s best graces, I still had enough contacts to arrange a meeting, a very personal one between just the pretty little gymnast and myself.

I instantly made arrangements to get to Beijing, along with making preparations through members of my order to get in and around the United States’ portion of the Olympic village. Almost no one else on the planet could’ve put my plan together as quickly as I did. In fact, my plan was already perfectly laid out by the time my plane landed in China. I had been doing this for so long, that it came easily for me. Unfortunately, for the young Ms. Johnson nothing for her would seem easy during our time together.

I had been in Beijing for less than a day once my plan finally started to come together. It was the day before the finals of the women’s gymnastics competition. The U.S.. team was using the day to train in their personal gym in the American’s section of the village, and get ready for the next day’s competition. It was getting late in the afternoon, and the team was nearing the completion of the day’s workouts.

As I had planned, a group my order’s lower ranking members stationed in and around the host city that I still held rank over entered the gym posing as various members of the media. Their task was to divert everyone, coaches and attendants, even the other team members outside of the gym so that I could be alone with Shawn Johnson. There was a little bit of confusion, since the arrival of the fake media members was obviously not on the day’s agenda, but after a few minutes, and a phone call that was diverted to my cell phone, everyone but my next little treasure had left.

Somewhere in the confusion, Shawn had stepped into the locker room area. When she came back out, she noticed that all of her coaches and teammates had left.

“Hey, where’d everyone go,” she yelled out into the empty gym in her cute little voice.

She was wearing a bright blue leotard that showed off her perfectly toned little body, her firm round buttocks, juicy thighs, and supple little breasts. She looked like a life size doll, one I was about to completely enjoy playing with.

I emerged from a corner of the large room and startled her slightly, “I’m afraid they got pulled away to an unexpected media event.”

“Oh, well I guess I should probably catch up,” she said with a cute little grin.

“Oh no, that won’t be necessary, Shawn.”

“It won’t?”

“No, you see, you and I are going to do a bit of a one on one.”

She looked a little confused, “No one told me about any interview.”

“No, I don’t suppose they did.”

“Well, what kind of questions are you going to ask,” she smiled; totally unaware of everything that was about to happen.

“I was thinking about starting with a few questions about your sex life,” I said as I stepped close to her, so that she was now only an arm’s length away.

She smiled again, this time somewhat uncomfortably, “Yeah right, I don’t have a sex life.”

“You’re about to,” I said as I reached toward her face with a chloroform drenched rag I had been hiding in my back pocket. She struggled only slightly as I pressed the cloth into her nose and mouth, and grabbed her by her ponytail, forcing her to breathe in the noxious fumes.

Her eyes fluttered slightly and her legs gave out from under her. Before she could fall to the floor, I caught her; she weighed only ninety pounds or so, and carried her over to the vault apparatus that was set up in the gym.

With Shawn still unconscious, I laid her down on her back on the vault. Going back over to the corner where I had originally hid, I grabbed my backpack. As I walked back over to the vault where the pretty little gymnast lay, I pulled out several feet of rope. With the rope, I tied her down to the apparatus in a sort of spread eagle position. I didn’t have to gag her, but I decided to anyway by stuffing a rag in her mouth, just so I could add to her sense of helplessness and my own sense of enjoyment as she struggled to comprehend what I was going to do to her.

Now that she was arranged just the way I wanted her, I ran some smelling salts underneath her nose. Groggily, she began to come around and almost instantly started struggling with her bonds.

“Mmmmmmm,” she screamed.

The look of helplessness and fear in her eyes, indeed told me it was time to play. We’d have the next several hours to spend together, as I had informed my lower ranking associates to see to it that the gym was locked down after they had gotten everyone else out.

“Well Shawn, you wanted to know what kind of questions I was going to ask didn’t you? I guess you thought I was joking when I said I’d be starting with a few about your sex life.”

She shook her head and screamed into the gag, most likely hoping that someone, anyone would come in and save her.

“You just sort of smiled and said you didn’t have a sex life when I said I wanted to ask you some questions about your sex life, Shawn. So am I to take it that you’re a virgin?”

She once more screamed into the gag and nodded her head. Tears instantly started streaming down her face. She may have been a virgin, but even she knew that being tied down the way she was wasn’t the way to maintain her innocence.

“Really,” I said as I leaned over her tied down on the vault and looked into her tear filled eyes. “You mean you never even had a coach touch you in an inappropriate manner? I hear gymnastics coaches sometimes touch pretty little gymnasts like you in places they’re not supposed to.”

“Mmmmmmm,” she screamed and shook her head back and forth, still struggling to somehow break free.

“So, you’ve never had a man rub your cute little titties,” I said as I placed a hand on her chest.

Again she shook her head back and forth, as I began to massage her perky little breasts through the fabric of her leotard. Reaching into my back pocket, I pulled out a pair of scissors and held them up in front of her face.

“Mmmmmmmm,” she screamed uncontrollably into her gag, her eyes wide in terror as to what I might do with the shears.

“Oh don’t worry Shawn, I’m not going to cut you. That is, as long as you hold still,” I said as I pulled the fabric of her leotard that covered one of her breasts up and snipped it with the scissors, and then did the same over her other breast..

Her breasts were now exposed to the open air of the gym, poking through the two new holes I had just added to her leotard. “Mmmmmm,” she screamed once more, this time in embarrassment, as I was likely the first man to lay eyes on her body in this way.

Her breasts were nice and round, a bit small in comparison to some of the other women I had been with, but they were still developing.

Putting the scissors away, I reached down and started flicking her nipples with my thumbs, causing them to become like little diamonds. She screamed into her gag once again in embarrassment, and turned her head to the side as I leaned down and gently put one of her breasts in my mouth, swirling my tongue over her nipple. She moaned slightly against her will, as this was the first time anyone had ever touched her body in this way. Her senses must have been going crazy, although her mind was most certainly in a state of total disbelief..

After fondling and tonguing her tits for a few more minutes, I once again stood up and looked down on her tear-stained face. “Well Shawn, if I’m the first man to play with your little breasts, I’d probably also be the first one to touch your little snatch,” I said as I ran a hand down toward her vagina.

“Mmmmmmmm,” she struggled again against her bonds, still helpless to all that I might choose to do to her. “Mmmmmmmm,” she screamed and cried again as I ran a finger underneath the fabric of her leotard and inserted it into her tight snatch.

“Oh yeah, I’m definitely the first guy to do this,” I said as I ran my finger back and forth up inside of her.

After a moment, I had a second finger and then a third inside of her, causing her to scream into the gag again and again in a mixture of embarrassed pain and unwanted pleasure. By the time I added a fourth finger up her snatch she had already gotten completely wet.

“Mmmmmmm, mmmmmm, mmmmmppppppm” she screamed and cried in orgasmic torture as she came on my hand.

“Yeah, I can tell you’re definitely a virgin Shawn. Most women don’t cum just because of a simple fingering,” I said as I held my hand drenched in her juices in front of her face. “It really makes me wonder how you’ll react once I get around to really fucking you.”

Her eyes grew wide in terror, as she realized this was only the beginning. Perhaps she had thought that somehow I wouldn’t really completely take her innocence. But I hadn’t come all the way to China just so she could cum on my hand.

I took the gag out of her mouth and used it to wipe off my hand. Shawn spent several seconds crying at first, before proceeding with begging me to stop and let her go, “Please,” she sobbed, “just let me go. Don’t do anymore please. I won’t tell anyone. I promise. Pleeeeeaaaaasssssse.”

“Of course you won’t tell anyone, Shawn. No one would belief you anyway. But no, I’m not stopping. I’m not even close to being done with you,” I said as I reached for the scissors again in my back pocket.

“Noooooo,” she screamed as I pulled the fabric at the crotch of her leotard and gave a quick snip with the shears.

“Shawn, I’m afraid I’m going to have to ask you to be quiet,” I said as I once again balled up the rag that had previously been in her mouth and stuffed it back in her mouth.

“Mmmmmm,” she screamed at her newest form of humiliation, now having to taste her own juices that had soaked into the rag after I had used it to wipe my hand.

“So Shawn,” I said looking back down at her, “how do you taste?”

“MMmmmmppppm” she screamed.

“I bet you’re delicious. But how about I find out first hand,” I said as I put the scissors down, rolled the fabric of her shredded leotard up to her stomach, and leaned down and began licking up the juices off of her well trimmed snatch.

“Mmmmmmm,” she gave another gagged scream and struggled harder than she had before any point prior to this.

Despite being tied down to the vault apparatus, Shawn still managed to buck her hips quite wildly into my face as I stimulated her little body in ways she had likely never imagined.

“Mmmmmm, mmmmmmmm mmmmppppppp, mmmpppphhhhh,” she screamed and cried through her gag. Her little body was obviously reacting as if it had never been touched in such a way. She unwillingly orgasmed again in near record time and came all over my face.

Standing over her again with a grin, I looked down at a completely helpless and confused young woman. Her tear filled eyes said so much. How could her body betray her like this? When would I stop? Just what would I be willing to put her through?

Picking up the scissors once more, I now completely cut away her ruined leotard from her little body. She cried as I finally tore the last remains of the shredded fabric away from her firm little body; the last remnants of any personal dignity she had had left were now completely gone as I threw the destroyed uniform to the floor. She was now completely naked, crying like a baby behind her gag, and she had to have known what was coming next.

I decided it was finally time to really hear her scream and once again removed the balled up cloth from her mouth.

“Please stop. You can stop. Please don’t. Please don’t. I’m sorry,” she cried.

I leaned over her as I unfastened my pants, “You really don’t have to be apologizing, Shawn. The only think you’ve done wrong, is make me want to fuck you. Fuck you very, very hard.”

“Nooooooo,” she screamed as I lined up my throbbing cock with her already completely soaked snatch.

“Yes, but don’t worry, we’re about to fix that. It’s time for the main event,” I said as I slammed my hips forward, bursting through her hymen and burying myself balls deep into her tight warm snatch.

“Owwwwwwww, ouch, uuuunnnnngghhhhhhh, it hurts. It hurts,” she screamed and shook her body violently beneath me, doing all that she could to try to somehow get me out of her. “Arrrrrgghhhhhhh, aaaaahhhhhh, uuuuhhhhnnnnn,” she moaned and whined as she realized all she had done was grind her body into mine, causing my cock to reach parts of her body she didn’t know could react in the way they had.

Her body was starting to tire out. The girl most likely wasn’t use to having a single orgasm, let alone three inside of fifteen minutes. She continued to cry and pant as I stayed up inside of her and slowly started working my way in and out of her little body.

“Noooooooo, aaaaaahhhhhhhh,” she screamed.

I had never been with a girl this young. And yes, I have to say Shawn was a girl and not yet a fully mature woman, but I was completely enjoying the whole situation, perhaps more than any of my previous prizes. Her snatch unwilling clamped down on my cock like a vice, but she was so wet that I was able to contine to slide in and out of her with ease.

“Uuuuuuuggghhhhh, uuuhhnnnnn, uhn, take it out, uuuuhhhhnnnn, take it out, pleeeeaaaasssssse, aaaaarrrggghhh, uuuhhhhgggnnn,” her body once again trembled beneath mine.

I was finally ready to blow my load up inside of her, and started to really speed up my pace, slamming my weight down onto and into her small frame harder and harder, like I was trying to drive her right through the vault platform I had her tied down to.

“Here it comes Shawn.”

“Nooooooo, nooooo, aaaaahhhhhh, uuuuggghhhhh, uuhnnnnn, uuuhhhhnnnn, uuuuhhhhnnnnn, aaaaaggggghhhhhh, nooooooooooo,” she screamed as I gave one final hard vicious thrust up into her snatch and shot all of my load into her little body. “Nooooooooo, uuuuggghhhhhh,” she whined as I laid on top of her, letting all of my seed just continue to flow into her.

Her face was drenched in tears, her eyes were shut and heavy from exhaustion, and her small breasts heaved up and down as she panted and tried to catch her breath from a combination of fear, pain, humiliation, and outright sexual bliss, however unwanted it may have been. “Aaaaaahhhhhh,” she gave out a long moan as I pulled out of her.

“No more. Just let me go, please. Please stop,” she sobbed and tried to catch her breath.

“Shawn, I’m just getting started,” I said with a grin as I pulled up my pants. “Just think of this as my version of the Olympic dream. It’s a nightmare for you of course, but if you behave, things will go so much easier. Understand?”

Looking up at me from her tied down position, she nodded. She even tried to give a weak smile, in hopes that I’d somehow take it easy on her already worn out little body.

“Good. Now Shawn, I’m going to untie you now, and since you’ve promised to behave, I’m going to give you a chance to prove it. Okay?”

Again she nodded her head.

I untied her legs first, and then her arms from the vault apparatus.. She nearly slid down to the floor, but I grabbed her wrists and bound them together in front of her. Her legs were wobbly after just having had her virginity viciously stolen from her, and she stumbled down to her knees.

I grinned as I stood in front of her. “Shawn, you must’ve read my mind. I told you I was going to give you a chance to prove you could behave, didn’t I?”

She looked up at me weakly and nodded.

“Well then, the first way you can prove it is by sucking me off,” I said as I once again whipped out my cock, which was already starting to grow hard again.

“No, not that, anything but that,” she whined and shook her head.

Putting my cock back in my pants, I pulled her up to her feet. “Anything? Well, I guess I can think of a few things,” I said as I grabbed my backpack and dragged her over to the balance beam.

“Nooooooo, just let me go,” she screamed as I held her stomach up against the beam and once again tied her down to one of the gym’s apparatuses, this time in a bent over position that showed off her lovely thighs and ass.

“You said anything Shawn. You didn’t want to suck my cock, so I can do anything else to you, remember. Well, allow me to show you what happens to people who say they’ll behave, but don’t do what they’re told to do,” I said as I reached into my backpack and pulled out a small wooden paddle.

Looking over her shoulder at what I was doing, Shawn must’ve had a pretty good idea of exactly what I was going to do next. “No, not that, ooooowwwwww,” she screamed as I gave her a hard whack on the ass.

It only took a few more spanks with the paddle before she was once again begging me to stop with my latest form of torture on her little body.

“You want me to stop with the spanking, Shawn?”

“Yes, please,” she cried. “Anything else, please.”

“Anything again? You mean, you’re ready to suck my cock?”

“Noooooo, not that. Just stop, pleeeeeaaaassssse.”

“No spanking and no sucking, well, I guess I’ll just have to think of something else that falls into the anything category then,” I said as reached back into my backpack and pulled out a vibrator.

“Uuuuuuggghhhhhh,” she screamed as I turned the vibrator on and rammed it up her snatch. “Oooowwww, oh god,” she screamed.

“Let me guess, you don’t really like this either,” I said.

“Uuuuuggghhhh, uuuhhhhhnnnn,” she screamed and shook her head furiously.

“Maybe now you’re ready to suck me off?”

She looked at me with her tear stained face and nodded her head vigorously.

“I thought so,” I said as I untied her from the balance beam and placed her again on her knees in front of me. Grabbing her by her ponytail with one hand, I pulled my cock from my pants with the other. “Alright, Shawn start sucking me off.”

She leaned her head forward, in total shock of what she had now finally agreed to do. She cried and gagged around my throbbing member as I rammed her head back and forth along the length of my shaft. As she sobbed at what she was doing and desperately sucked me off, most likely hoping I wouldn’t choke her to death with my cock, I slid into her mouth at an increasingly faster pace. When I finally came, I spent the first few seconds letting some of my seed flow into the back of her throat before pulling back to let the rest of my load shoot onto her pretty face and neck.

“Uhhhhhnnnnn,” she cried as some of my jism dribbled down her chin.

“Now, Shawn,” I said looking down at her messy little face, “don’t even think about spitting me out. Swallow it all down like a good little gymnast.”

Her face contorted in a horrible cringe as she knelt in front of me and reluctantly swallowed down my seed. She began coughing and sputtering immediately after she had swallowed the last drop, and hunched over on all fours like she was getting ready to vomit.

“Shawn, this is no time to lose your lunch,” I said as I pulled her back up to her feet. “I’ll tell you what; it doesn’t look like the vault or the balance beam have been your best events today, but I’m willing to give you a chance to redeem yourself. Would you like a shot at redemption, Shawn?”

She nodded her head; no longer even able to look at me after everything I had put her through.

“Good, then all you have to do is a very simple sequence on the floor exercise. If you land it, I’ll let you go. How does that sound?”

“Okay,” she whined.

“Very good then,” I said as I grabbed my bag and dragged her over to the floor in the center of the gym. “Shawn, you just have to do the simplest of moves, a handspring into a back flip. Do you think you can do that?”

She nodded her head and then looked down at the vibrator lodged in her crotch that I hadn’t removed yet and her hands still tied in front of her.

“Oh yes, I forgot to mention you’ll be doing you routine with the vibrator still up you snatch and your hands tied. But don’t worry, you’re a world champ, this should be no problem for you. Just land the move, and you’re free to go. But if you don’t, we’re going to spend a little more time together. No pressure,” I said as I took a step back from her and let her get ready for the move.

Surprisingly, even after everything she had already been through, Shawn took a second to take a deep breath and try to compose herself before attempting the move. She awkwardly ran across the floor with the vibrator up her snatch, but once she attempted the handspring portion of the sequence, she slipped and fell on her back.

Exhausted, Shawn lay in the center of the floor crying, knowing that I still wasn’t going to let her leave.

“Tough break, Shawn,” I said as I walked over to her and knelt down on top of her.

“Nooooooo, ooooowwwww, uuuuhhhhhnnnnn,” she screamed as I grabbed the vibrator and began running it in and out of her snatch. “No mooooorrrre, pleeeeeaaaaassssse.”

“Shawn, do I sense that you don’t like this fake dick I’m using?”

“Noooooo,” she screamed, “take it out, take it out, aaaahhhhh, aaarrrgghhhhh.”

“Whatever you say,” I said as I pulled the fake cock out of her, but immediately pulled mine out of my pants and rammed it back into her.

“Oooooowwwww. Uhhhhnnnn, somebody heeeeeelllllllppppppp,” she screamed.

“Shawn, I’ve decided, I’m tired of listening to you scream,” I said as I rammed another rag into her mouth.

“Mmmmmppppp, mmmmmpppppp,” she begged in protest from behind the gag, hoping that I would stop my torment of her exhausted little body.

“What’s that, Shawn, you don’t want me to fuck your tight little snatch anymore?”

She nodded her head vigorously. I could tell in her eyes she was just silently praying for me to stop.

“Alright, whatever you say,” I said as I pulled out of her snatch, pulled her legs wide, and rammed my cock up her tight, well toned little ass.

“MMmmmmmmppppppppp,” she screamed again into her gag in more pain and humiliation than ever before.

Her eyes were completely wide in terror as I just continued to thrust violently in and out of her tight ass that grabbed my cock like a giant clamp that couldn’t let go.

I stopped thrusting into her ass for a moment and looked down at her, completely helpless to do anything about what I was forcing her to go through.

“Mmmmmmpppppp,” she screamed at me behind her gag.

I grinned, “That’s right, Shawn. You still have one last event to go through,” I said as I pulled out of her ass and dragged her over to the portion of the gym where the uneven bars were set up. Holding her up, I bound her wrists to the high bar, and then grabbed her legs and tied them to the poles of the bar so that she was now hanging in the air in a spread eagle position.

“Mmmmmpppppppp,” she screamed at her new situation.

I pulled the gag back out of her mouth, and knelt down in front of her snatch. “I’ve got to tell you Shawn, you taste delicious,” I said as I leaned in and once again licked her slit up and down, inside and out.

“Noooooo, uuuuuuhhhhgggggnnnnn,” she screamed as I once again found her body’s most sensitive regions.

Standing up, I walked behind her, and reentered her ass.

“Nooooooo,” she whined, uuuuhhhnnnn, it hurts too much. You’re, uuuhhhhn, killing me, aaaaaaggghhhhhh. Take it out. Aaaahhhhhhhh. Pleeeeeeaaaaassssse, uuuuhhhnnnn, take it out, aaaaaahhhhhhhh.”

Reaching around in front of her, I once more inserted a finger into her snatch, and groped her perky little breasts with my other hand. Ramming her back and forth, the poles and high bar began to shake.

“Uuuuuunnnnn, uuuuhhhhhgggg, noooooooo, aaahhhgggghhhhh, aaarrrrrgghhhhgggg,” she screamed as I continued to violate her little body more and more.

I was nearing the release of another load. Shawn was now completely exhausted, and had begun to loose consciousness, as her head hung down in front of her weakly. With one final savage rhythm into her ass I caused her to let out one last violent and blood curdling scream in response to an orgasm she likely will never again come close to matching.

“Noooooooo, aaaaahhhhhh, aaaaaaahhhhhh, uuuuuunnnnhhhhhh, uuuuhhhhnnnnn, aaaaaarrrrgggghhhhhhhh, no mooooorrrrre, uuuuhhhnnnnn, ugh, aaaagggghhhhhh,” she screamed before she finally completely passed out.

I pulled out of her ravaged little body, completely satisfied with how everything had turned out. I got dressed again and removed all evidence from the gym that I had ever been there. Taking Shawn down off of the high bar, I carried her naked little body into the showers of the locker room area. Turning the water on, I left her unconscious little form there under the shower and left.

The next night, Shawn and her teammates finished second to China in the team competition. To her credit, Shawn performed quite well, with no sign of what I had put her through the day before. Shawn and her teammates may have only walked away with the silver medal, but in my book, she was a gold medal piece of ass.

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