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My Submissive Housekeeper III

Penulis: Ione
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-07-03 23:13:05

Aiden’s POV

I had been patient.

For weeks I had slowly accessed Diana, testing her limits and watching her natural submissive tendencies bloom.

Tonight, I would cross the final threshold. I'm done with gentle moves. From now on, she would wear the permanent home uniform and begin her life as my 24/7 submissive property.

Diana stood in the center of my private playroom, a converted section of the basement I had furnished with the finest BDSM equipment money could buy.

She was naked, trembling
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