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Reunited

Author: Sestiva
last update Last Updated: 2025-03-20 07:12:58

Dimitri took it upon himself to make me go back with him to New York and wouldn't have it any other way.

"I'm sorry for the misunderstanding," Derrick charmingly kissed the back of my hand.

"Don't," I smiled before being pulled inside by Dimitri.

"You don't have to be so rough!" I winced.

"Knock it off, would you?!"

Dimitri jerked me, my momentum causing me to fall to the ground on all fours.

"Damn it, Dimitri!" I winced.

I felt a hard slap across my ass.

"Ow!" I hissed.

My head jerked back as Dimitri seized the nape of my neck.

"Ugh!"

Ruthlessly, he snapped my underwear off before spanking me again. Dimitri had been like this since that night. Typically he'd be tender afterward; this time, he'd fuck me every chance he got, even when I couldn't walk the day after my punishment. He tore my dress off, throwing the scraps to the floor beside me.

"Ugh! It hurts Dimitri!" I whined.

It became the point where it wasn't pleasurable anymore, he knew, and I knew it
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