Personal S*xual puppet (1)

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I had never had a normal job and I couldn’t imagine living with those restrictions. Clocking in at a certain hour and leaving at the end of the day was a mind-numbing example of what my parents went through. I swore to myself nobody was going to keep me from realizing my dream. It didn’t matter what people said or how they would look at me funny when I told them what my aspirations were. “I have seen raw talent, but nothing comes close to what I’ve seen you do in the octagon. We both have made money on your unique gift to make a man submit. The people come to see you humiliate them and leave them crawling away to lick their wounds.” Chester was the owner of the underground fights and he was understandably skeptical when I brought him my proposal to be the first MMA fighter to battle with

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