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On my uncles bed #1

Author: Alexa
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~Macy's POV~

Both my wrists were bound in handcuffs, the cold metal biting into my skin, held right above my head at the headboard of my uncle’s bed. I was completely stripped of any clothes, leaving my body bare, exposed, and vulnerable for his viewing pleasure, as he stood inches away in front of the bedframe….stark naked, while his hand jerked off on his throbbing, erect dick.

I had fantasized, and looked forward to this day since I became of legal age, of how my uncle….Diego Martinez, my father’s best friend and business tycoon, would not just claim me….but bend me to his whim. And now, here he was. Doing exactly that.

But oh, it hadn’t been easy. Getting here felt like a lifetime of strategic warfare fought with stolen glances and hopeful efforts.

*****

It started at sixteen. That’s when I became painfully, achingly aware of the way my body had decided to curve and soften, and when my uncle Diego stopped being just my favorite uncle and became….more. He was my dad’s best friend,
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