| Display title | Aren't You Going to Ravish Me? |
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| Date of page creation | 21:27, 1 November 2013 |
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This attribute controls the content of the description and og:description elements. | The barbarians are past the gate, up the stairs, and standing over the hero's incapacitated body. The pure, virtuous, virgin damsel is now helpless against what is sure to be a lewd, ravishing, and depraved assault against her purity. In desperation, she grasps the nearest blunt object, determined to protect her maidenhood with every ounce of her strength. The barbarians leer at her, coming closer and closer. There are too many of them, and she closes her eyes, preparing to feel the grip of one of their dirty, grimy paws on her flawless skin. |
