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Punishment

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His gaze settles on me as I hold his wrist. Tears rolling off me as my need to run war with my need to please him.

"It's too early to weep, baby," he murmurs, his hand firmly peel my fingers off his skin.

"When you cry, everyone below this floor will hear your voice and know exactly how bad you've been." intense heat spreads through me

"Master..."

"Stand straight," he commands, his voice leaving no room for negotiation. I whip my head to the side, my eyes fluttering frantically behind the silk
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Eniwealth
𐔌՞ ܸ.ˬ.ܸ՞𐦯. Glad to know you like it, but! You're just like Anor. You're not supposed to like this punishment ꈍ◡ꈍ
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onajourney
She had to know all of this punishment was coming given her sassy performance and starving poor Banks! Anor thoroughly enjoyed her punishment!
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Eniwealth
Anyways, hope we like the punishment and the little pleasure at the end
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  • HIS CURVY OBSESSION : ABDSM CONTRACT    B. M

    "Release me, Orland! How dare you hold me captive against my will? Is this howi raised you?" I sit back, sealing my own safety harness as the car accelerates away from the gates. "You never raised me, Mother? Cease this desperate fixation on a man who views your existence as irrelevance.""I have achieved the type of body he likes! I am exercising daily! Just allow me to present myself to him and he will love me again, Orland!""Mother! Enough!" My voice rings out with absolute authority through the reinforced cabin, and she instantly freezes, her hands dropping to her lap as the vehicle falls into a dead silence. "Are you not exhausted? You have squandered forty years of your existence modifying your identity to match a fluid aesthetic standard he created. Where is your anger?" She blinks rapidly, her lips parting, but no sound emerges."Regardless of your physical weight, his orientation toward you remains completely unchanged. He simply does not possess the capacity to care for y

  • HIS CURVY OBSESSION : ABDSM CONTRACT    Banks Mom

    The scent of sin invades my nostrils.That is the only way I can describe the air of my father's luxury mansion. It isn't just imported furnitures and expensive leather; it hosts the fragrance of accumulated, aggressive manipulations and secrets kept behind titanium-reinforced vault doors."Orland, why are you here?" my mother asks, her voice frantic as she steps away from her chair, her eyes tracking toward my father.He remains entirely motionless on a sprawling linen sofa, his attention fixed on a ultra-high-definition display showing predatory wildlife footage. As his way, he ignores her presence completely, even as she stops three feet from his position. She stands there, visibly vibrating between the desperate impulse to reach out to him and the paralyzing fear of his rejection."Let us go, Mother," I say, my footsteps heavy, deliberate, echoing off the limestone flooring as I close the distance between us. I am in the house I spent my entire adult life building a multi-billion

  • HIS CURVY OBSESSION : ABDSM CONTRACT    Boutique

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    "I thought you stopped smoking," Anthony says from behind me, walking over."A man that doesn’t smoke, puffing an expensive Davidoff cigar on a rooftop at midnight, looking ahead towards his own roof with a very specific, disturbed face... It can only mean one thing."I puff the smoke out, watching it curl into the cold air. The nicotine is doing nothing to calm the roar in my head. It doesn't fade the rage of seeing my woman attacked unprotected on a public floor. It doesn't clear the vision of seeing Eleanor cozy with Dean. And it doesn't soothe the quiet fury at how disobedient she has become even after each punishment."It can only be love. Thinking about Little Thing, right?""Her name is Eleanor.""So it’s Little Thing." Anthony shrugs. He has a talent for provoking. Reacting is a waste."You must feel bad" I look at him"with all your money, owning a precise private defense operation, and your woman was attacked without a single guard present." I take a long drag. "I'm not in

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    I need to sweep any saved digital copies." Carlton adds, his voice tight."Get in." Carlton slides into the passenger seat, handing his phone to Rooke in the driver’s seat. The car roars out of the compound."What could be making our dear, emotion constipated Banks so angry?" Anthony sing songs, typing fast on his phone. "There it is!" He screams and I pull down my tie. "This is brutal. Little thing is quite feisty " Anthony comments, grinning at his screen. I yank his phone from him. It’s a live stream. I see Eleanor yanking another woman’s hair. I see the flash of camera phones. The sheer public spectacle is making my blood boil."Why are we not there yet Rooke?""He won't fly tiger. This is a car not superpower ""Quiet Anthony ""Always rude." "We are moving as fast as possible, sir." Rooke replies, stepping on the gas. "You rudely ignore me, Banks." My eyes turn red on the screen. Someone slaps Eleanor. The sound is a sharp crack through the tiny speaker. All the blood in my

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