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Author: Eniwealth
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"Get on your knees"

The last time I heard that was nineteen years ago. Close to two decades. Over the legal age. And here I am, hearing it and doing so because I couldn't tame my mouth.

I move slowly, sliding off the chair and onto the hardwood. The floor is cold through my jeans, and within seconds, my knees starts to ache.

Banks doesn't move a muscle. He doesn't look away.

He remain perfectly still, watching me. I expect to feel sham, rage. A desperate need to call bullshit and storm out.
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  • HIS CURVY OBSESSION : ABDSM CONTRACT    7

    "Get on your knees" The last time I heard that was nineteen years ago. Close to two decades. Over the legal age. And here I am, hearing it and doing so because I couldn't tame my mouth. I move slowly, sliding off the chair and onto the hardwood. The floor is cold through my jeans, and within seconds, my knees starts to ache. Banks doesn't move a muscle. He doesn't look away. He remain perfectly still, watching me. I expect to feel sham, rage. A desperate need to call bullshit and storm out. But I feel none of that. Instead, a hum of sheer anticipation buzz through my veins. It's a hunger I can't explain. A desire for his touch, for the next order. I'm terrified I might actually drip onto his floor right then and there. "Eyes on me." Damn I snap my gaze to his. The warm ambient light cast a sort of soft mist between us, narrowing my entire universe down to his face. He have strong, perfectly manicured eyebrows and a very short haircut, But enough to grab. I grind my teeth to su

  • HIS CURVY OBSESSION : ABDSM CONTRACT    6 RULES

    RULES FOR SUB 1- 𝘋𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘨𝘰 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘺𝘮𝘣𝘰𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 (𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘮𝘦, 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥) 2 - 𝘋𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 3 - 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺. (𝘕𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘢, 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘨) 𝘌𝘹𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 4 - 𝘔𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬, 𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳, 𝘥𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘦, 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘱, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 (𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘹𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨). 𝘖𝘶𝘵𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘪𝘵, 𝘯𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘦. 4- 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦. 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘥𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯 5- 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘸𝘭, 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵, 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘭?

  • HIS CURVY OBSESSION : ABDSM CONTRACT    5- Mine

    When I return, Banks is by the drinks section while Sam hover behind him. "This has twelve percent alcohol and tastes like fermented apple," she’s pitching to a man who owns a vineyard. That said man fucked me. I close my eyes and shake my head "Add it with Greek yogurt," He replies dismissively, walking through another row. I remain standing behind them as I gawk at his broad shoulders. They're wide and he's currently wearing a black shirt and matching pant. He's probably six'four or five. He reaches for something above and his back flexes. Same back that has my scratch marks. I clench my pussy at that dirty image. Then, he turns to me and stares straight past me. "I'm ready" I say adjusting my top and rubbing my palms on my jean pants. He keeps on staring. I look behind me to see what he's looking at. Oud fills my nose and I turn back... his hand grabs my neck and he pulls me into a deep, hot kiss. There goes my privacy. My eyes close involuntarily as I take

  • HIS CURVY OBSESSION : ABDSM CONTRACT    Not a request

    ELEANOR POV Fucking a man is an humiliation ritual unless he’s worth something: Beauty, money, influence... or a good dick. Banks has it all and he's quite good with them. All. My request for "time to think" isn't because I’m looking for a relationship. Men like him don't do "girlfriends." But being his fuck-toy comes with quite the rumor and backlash. First: Johnny, my ex-boyfriend will notice since we work together. Yes- he's my supervisor. We only broke up three weeks ago. He’ll talk about it, namecall me and I'll hate it. Banks supersedes him in every ways no doubt, but Johnny is younger than Banks. Banks is probably in his early forties or late thirties. Second: Men like Banks are brutal. I’m afraid being his toy means I’ll eventually be expected to "share." I’ve fantasized about a threesome, but with a man who runs casinos and clubs known for "unsavory" deals? Nope. I’m afraid I’ll be tied into things that aren't pretty. Third: He’s proven aftercare isn't his

  • HIS CURVY OBSESSION : ABDSM CONTRACT    Eat me

    I just came apart without penetration. Really felt my whole body shake “𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘴𝘮 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘩 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘩 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘧𝘶𝘹𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶?” My ex boyfriend had said multiple times . I lift and look up at Banks, tears threatening to drop. “Thank…” I try to appreciate but fall back when he pushes three fingers inside me at once. My hands grab the sheets in response. “FFFFUUUCCK!” I lift my body, stretch out my legs- sole of my feet dis-arranging the sheet. My head falls on the bed as he rolls his fingers in me while his other hand grab my breast."Mine to destroy" He says, thrusting fast and brutal. Far different from the earlier one. “Mast… Ffucckplease” Tears I hold back merge with pleas, as he continue the painful and pleasurable thrust of three fingers in my pussy while fondling my breast like he wants to milk it dry. “Damn” His curse is deep and rough. Edged with want and impatience. Letting go of my tit, he pull

  • HIS CURVY OBSESSION : ABDSM CONTRACT    Red room

    ELEANOR I’m not a nun. I’m not a virgin. So when he looked at me, kissed me and said driver will pick me up- I knew I'm here to get fucked. And here I am, standing in a room that's bathed in deep red lighting. Whips, chains, and cuffs line the walls with toys I've never seen but can't wait to get used on me and a bed so big it needs to be called something grandiose than king-sized bed. He pulls off his shirt, revealing broad, slab-like muscles of his chest that make my mouth water. He walks closer with a gaze that announces I'm about to get feasted on. My breath seizes. Fuck me. He doesn't stop in front of me. Instead, he circles me like a predator, with a whip in his hand. Then, he stops right behind me "Take it off." I guess this is his favorite phrase. I want to ask what, instead I tense as the tip of his whip drags from my neck, down my shoulder, back, and settles between my legs. "Everything, sir?" I can’t see his face clearly in the shadows, but I feel th

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