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Love Spell The accident:
Havana City, September 2018I was running late. I knew I had promised to return early, but one thing led to another and before I knew it, it was two in the morning. I pulled the high heels off my feet and ran as fast as I could, the still warm pavement tickling the soles of my feet.I was crossing the street when a car hit me.At first there was only a deafening noise inside my head, then all of a sudden everything went silent and I was lying on my back in an abnormal position in the middle of the street. Frowning, I tried in vain to make some sense out of what had just happened.My breathing was ragged. My heart was pounding, my beats were erratic. I couldn't move so I suspected I had a spinal cord injury. My vision blurred, my thoughts became incoherent, I could feel that my dress was getting wetter at the height of my left thigh; I figured I was suffering a major external bleeding.Bottom line: I was dying.I cannot say that it is true that when you die you see your life pass befo
Love Spell Kidnapped:
Yolie:Am awake but my body doesn't respond, it's the most unpleasant and terrible sensation that anyone can experience. My eyes are open but I can't move. Everything around me is in darkness. Not even a sleep paralysis compares with this, because if I was asleep it would scare me, but the feelings of powerlessness and fear would gradually ease allowing me to regain mobility, I am a doctor, I know about these things; so this is totally different. I have been drugged and I am terrified of the consequences that the effect of the drug may cause on me.What I am facing right now is too similar to what I experienced during my accident, that paralysis and this one are practically identical. I'm sweating cold and have goose bumps, I have to control my reactions if I start hyperventilating now I'm sure to die here. Closing my eyes I try to slow down my breathing. Somehow thoughts of my secret lover creep into my mind and I relax until I fall asleep again.***I have reawakened. This time my m
Love Spell Demon
Yolie:I kiss him back with all the passion of which I’m capable. Sucking his fat and luscious lips between mine. His tongue brushes mine and I moan again. Oh, my God.My hands move on their own volition, reaching for the hem of his shirt, lifting it up and putting both of them inside it. My fingers play with the warm and smooth skin of his abdomen, caressing him with my palms and finally scratching him with my tiny nails.He brakes the kiss, laughing out loud."This is something new. " He murmurs, looking at me while he bites his lower lip. " I knew you would be quite the hellcat, but I never really expected you to dare to scratch me."He takes my hands out of his shirt, lifting them above my head and holding them in one of his fists."Don't touch me right now. Your hands on my skin distract me too much and I've been waiting too long for this moment. " He whispers, offering me his mouth several times and pulling away when I try to kiss him. " Having you like this, defenseless and at
Love Spell Boring:
Yolie:I always complained that my daily life was boring and nonspecial, now that I have been locked up in this place for a week I still think the same. My shoes and glasses showed up, luckily. Apparently some Patrick person had them in his possession. It's not exactly that I hate going barefoot, it's that doing so reminds me of my accident.I've managed to stay away from Mr. Kidnapper because I don’t want to see him. I hate him! This week has helped me to think and realize that something very strange is going on here.To begin with, the first memory I have of HIM (I even refused to think or say his name) is combined with the events of three years ago. Then there are those erotic dreams that I thought were the product of my overheated imagination but no, there HE is, to prove that the object of my fantasies is VERY real.On the other hand there are all those things he told me. His words echo in my head over and over again.*I am nothing more and nothing less than the person to whom y
Love Spell Punishment:
Yolie: Convincing the girl wasn't as difficult as I thought. She considered about it for a few seconds, made a face like a cat about to eat an overweight canary, and agreed. Maybe she intends to drown me. I went back to my room to prepare what I thought I might need. Patrick didn't just kidnap me,apparently, he also entered my house and grabbed a lot of my things. Too bad he didn't take more pieces of my clothes, just about ten of them. Here in the room assigned to me there is a closet full of dresses, other designer brand clothes and even shoes that unfortunately must have belonged to a woman three sizes thinner and half a meter taller than me. Anyway, I go for an old denim shorts and an old t-shirt, putting on my only and practical pair of shoes and taking advantage of the fact that Cosima is busy dusting the furniture on the second floor I assault the refrigerator. I put in a basket as many things to eat that have caught my attention and leave to meet Eleni. We slipped out of
Love Spell Punishment II:
Alex:To my satisfaction, the little witch is waxed. I promised myself I would enjoy the taste of her passion and now I do so. She tastes sweet and spicy at the same time, she’s so exquisite and intoxicating.I suck her clit with my lips and her legs shake, searching the entrance to her paradise I brush it with my tongue. She screams.I love it, I love hearing those little sounds that reveal how much she is enjoying this.I stare at her for a second. She is totally naked, disheveled, dirty with sand and allowing me to make her come with my hands and my tongue, in broad daylight on the beach strip next to my Villa.Zeus!Our late-night sessions led me to suspect she is quite a libertine between the sheets but I had no idea she could be much more than that.I wonder if I could turn her into a Nympho, a real slut. I could fuck her where I wanted, when I wanted and how I wanted.I squeeze her breasts with my hands and she gasps. Her whole body is tense, her neck outstretched, her head thr
Love Spell Answers:
My appetite is immediately gone. I must have looked like a pig swallowing as much as I have in front of him while he watched me.—Aren't you hungry? - I ask in a thin voice, dropping the fork on my half-empty plate.—Not of food. - He responds looking at me with that expression that takes my breath away.— Please don't look at me like that. - I beg, swallowing hard and looking away from him.—Why do you always do that? Why does your mood change so easily? A second ago you were so happy. What have I done that offends you so much?"You wouldn't understand."—Don't look at me like you want to eat me! - I yell getting up from my chair, in a sudden and unexplainable rage.Alex stares at me impassively, swirling the wine in his hand a couple of times untill he drains it in one gulp.— I look at you like I want to eat you. - He repeats amusedly. - You're absolutely right, little witch. I want to devour you and not only in a sexual way.I step back in fear shaking my head.—Are you some kind
Love Spell Lust:
Yolie:It's eight pm and I'm sitting on the window landing. I look disinterestedly at the huge full moon that lights up the outside garden. I've bathed because despite the air conditioning, it's hot as hell in here, if not; I wouldn't even try.I recognize the symptoms, I'm half depressed. When I get like this, I always snuggle under a sheet with my favorite pillow, eat a chocolate bar and cry until I feel better. I make a face. My pillow is too far away and I don't want to have contact with the servants, therefore I can't ask for chocolate; lest that idiot takes offense and fire them too. I can only cry.But I don't even feel like it, besides, why would I cry for? Because I want to leave here. Why am I scared? Because being in contact with Alex makes my inferiority complex stab me over and over again? I sigh unhappily.I'm not hungry. I'm not sleepy either, but sleeping is preferable to turning whatever they bring on the tray and leaving everything there without having tried a thing.
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