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		<title>Mrraymangouw at 06:41, 26 April 2014</title>
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background: #eee; color:black; font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;Where is my money?&amp;quot; Katie glared at him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background: #eee; color:black; font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;Where is my money?&amp;quot; Katie glared at him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;-&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background: #ffa; color:black; font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;You want money whore? I'll give you money!&amp;quot; Simon signaled to the two football players who grabbed Katie's arms and tipped her back onto the ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background: #cfc; color:black; font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;You want money&lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;, &lt;/ins&gt;whore? I'll give you money!&amp;quot; Simon signaled to the two football players who grabbed Katie's arms and tipped her back onto the ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background: #eee; color:black; font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Katie struggled back, but her effort was futile against the football players. Simon then turned to one of the maids, handing her a few cylindrical packages of pennies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background: #eee; color:black; font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Katie struggled back, but her effort was futile against the football players. Simon then turned to one of the maids, handing her a few cylindrical packages of pennies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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		<title>Mrraymangouw at 14:20, 22 April 2014</title>
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				<updated>2014-04-22T14:20:51Z</updated>
		
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background: #eee; color:black; font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;Fine, but lets go somewhere private.&amp;quot; Katie told him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background: #eee; color:black; font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;Fine, but lets go somewhere private.&amp;quot; Katie told him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background: #eee; color:black; font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Katie sighed and looked around the party. The football players were right next to her, Simon and his little entourage of maids were right in front of her, and surrounding them was a variety of people of both genders in a variety of states of undress. There were a few already naked, some openly fucking out in the open. Being naked wouldn't be too bad here. It was like being naked on a nudist beach! Katie shyly pulled her top off, popping her breasts out which caught the football players eyes along with Simon's. Then, more slowly, Katie lowered her arms to her Brazilian-cut bottoms and gripped the waistband. Simon waved his hand downward, which made Katie regret stripping for this douchebag, but she dropped her last bit of clothing for the money. Stepping out of her bikini bottoms, she fought the urge to cover herself as her arms crossed each other under her breasts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background: #eee; color:black; font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Katie sighed and looked around the party. The football players were right next to her, Simon and his little entourage of maids were right in front of her, and surrounding them was a variety of people of both genders in a variety of states of undress. There were a few already naked, some openly fucking out in the open. Being naked wouldn't be too bad here. It was like being naked on a nudist beach! Katie shyly pulled her top off, popping her breasts out which caught the football players eyes along with Simon's. Then, more slowly, Katie lowered her arms to her Brazilian-cut bottoms and gripped the waistband. Simon waved his hand downward, which made Katie regret stripping for this douchebag, but she dropped her last bit of clothing for the money. Stepping out of her bikini bottoms, she fought the urge to cover herself as her arms crossed each other under her breasts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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		<title>Uman:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Category: The Humiliation of Katie {| width=&quot;100%&quot; | bgcolor=&quot;#KC9OC&quot; valign=&quot;top&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot; colspan=&quot;3&quot;| '''Status''' |- | bgcolor=#C0C0C0 valign=&quot;top&quot; width=&quot;8%&quot;| Condit…'</title>
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Katie thought it over in her mind. On one hand was her dignity which she was just trying to keep intact. On the other, she didn't have a job, and one hundred dollars could pay for more than a few things. it wasn't like her bikini was covering much anyways.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Fine, but lets go somewhere private.&amp;quot; Katie told him.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Did I say I wanted you to strip later?&amp;quot; Simon asked incredulously &amp;quot;It's now pr never!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Katie sighed and looked around the party. The football players were right next to her, Simon and his little entourage of maids were right in front of her, and surrounding them was a variety of people of both genders in a variety of states of undress. There were a few already naked, some openly fucking out in the open. Being naked wouldn't be too bad here. It was like being naked on a nudist beach! Katie shyly pulled her top off, popping her breasts out which caught the football players eyes along with Simon's. Then, more slowly, Katie lowered her arms to her Brazilian-cut bottoms and gripped the waistband. Simon waved his hand downward, which made Katie regret stripping for this douchebag, but she dropped her last bit of clothing for the money. Stepping out of her bikini bottoms, she fought the urge to cover herself as her arms crossed each other under her breasts.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Can I have my one hundred dollars now?&amp;quot; Katie asked.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Mmmm.&amp;quot; Simon hummed, obviously liking what he was seeing.&lt;br /&gt;
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Katie cleared her throat to get his attention. Simon's eyes continued to stare at her naked body. She realized he wouldn't pay attention until she got his attention. Katie achieved this by covering herself with her arms.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;What the hell!?&amp;quot; Simon angrily exclaimed, looking up at her.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Where is my money?&amp;quot; Katie glared at him.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;You want money whore? I'll give you money!&amp;quot; Simon signaled to the two football players who grabbed Katie's arms and tipped her back onto the ground.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Katie struggled back, but her effort was futile against the football players. Simon then turned to one of the maids, handing her a few cylindrical packages of pennies.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I want you to stuff that little whore with these! The longer you take...&amp;quot; Simon said, pulling off her panties with one pervy hand while the other raised his wood cane menacingly.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[The Maid Complies and Gets Spanked with the Cane While Stuffing Katie With Pennies]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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