Unveiled: Dijack Mc's Raw Verification

In a dimly lit, ancient chamber, the scent of incense mingles with the electric tension. A petite, trembling virgin is led to a stone altar, her bare flesh glistening with sweat. A hooded figure, Dijack Mc, looms over her, his voice a low, commanding growl. He demands she prove her innocence, her blood untouched. She spreads her legs, her breath hitching as he runs a cold, black-gloved finger along her virgin slit. His eyes burn with intensity as he verifies her status, her wetness betraying her fear and arousal. The ritual begins.

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