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Try to run, and I’ll fuck your cunt and your tight little ass and I’ll leash you like a dog!
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2025-07-23 19:12:30
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MY Ex's Father, My Obsession The matrimonial ceremony
Caitlyn’s POVI’m looking at myself in the mirror after Vladislav leaves me, making sure the tears haven’t ruined my makeup.I don’t understand.Why me?Why now?Why today?I always dreamt of having the perfect wedding. One where I would walk down the aisle to my future husband with my dad by my side, my friends and loved ones watching with teary smiles.One where I’d playfully rebuke my soon-to-be husband for sneaking into my room while I’m still getting ready.One where I wouldn’t be ashamed of wearing layers of tulle and a flowing veil.One where I could go a little overboard with everything—flowers, vows, joy.But this?Instead of the tears of joy I once envisioned, I’m fighting too hard not to ruin my makeup.Instead of marrying a man I love... I’m walking down the aisle to the devil himself.I step closer to the mirror and reapply my lipstick—the one wiped clean when he devoured my mouth minutes ago.A kiss I responded to.A kiss I enjoyed.And I hate myself for it.I should be
MY Ex's Father, My Obsession Try to run, and I’ll fuck your cunt and your tight little ass and I’ll leash you like a dog!
I’m waking up, but something feels… off. The sheets are softer, silkier, and warmer, and they smell woodsy with a splash of masculinity…definitely not mine. My eyes flutter open slowly, and my heart skips a beat. This isn’t my bed, not my fucking room, and not my world! My mouth is dry, my tongue is heavy, and my throat feels dusty. And my eyes, they feel so fucking crusty. And I'm not in my clothes, I'm dressed in an oversized black dress shirt that rides up with movement. I push myself up on shaky elbows, but immediately freeze when a sharp soreness pulses between my thighs. A dull ache spreads through my lower back, making me wince as the memory of last night starts to stitch itself together, bit by blurry bit. I blink rapidly, my mind trying to piece together fragments of last night. The gala. The garden. The fight. The rough sex. The way I…. The memory is a blur of thrusts, trembles, and hard screaming. Ooh, wait, this explains why my throat feels so fucking dry. I
MY Ex's Father, My Obsession The beast inside me is awakened!
Vladislav Mikhailov’s povContrary to what my haters scream in their echo chambers and what the poor bastards ruined by my chaos-thirsty soul will eagerly tell you, I’m not a beast.I know, I know. That sounds like a fucking joke. That’s a hell of a claim, especially coming from the man whose mere presence is enough to make Satan’s edgiest worshippers cower.If you’re judging by the body count or the nightmares I inject into polite society. Christ, even my ex-therapists would call bullshit. But they’re wrong. My beast isn’t all of me. It’s a hungry shadow that coils tight at my core.It breathes in the silence between my heartbeats.It feeds on obstacles, on problems, on enemies—and it thrives in the raw anarchy of power, and brings even the bravest to their knees—whispering for mercy they never get. It ripples to life in the moment life flickers out from their eyes.The devil twitches in his grave every time my beast wakes, and God help the world when it does. It’s why I lead th
MY Ex's Father, My Obsession I fucking hate you!
Caitlyn’s pov I throw my head back as his fingers move inside me, his thumb drawing circles around my clit. Slick sweat covers my forehead as I writhe, and although the grass is rough, pricking my skin, it feels nervewrecking soft. His mouth moves all over my body, biting, nibbling and sucking everywhere from my earlobe to my fucking belly button.My hands move to grasp his head, my fingers sink into his hair, pulling and clenching. And he takes this moment to increase his rhythm, making me tighten around his fingers as my arousal slicks onto my thighs. I’m going to come. Just from the ministration of his fingers. Just when the wave is about to overtake me, Vlad moves his lips and starts licking my folds while his fingers are knuckle deep inside my cunt, moving in a now quicker pace, hitting my most intimate part. His lips around my folds, sucking on the soft tissues, his tongue rolling and twisting while his teeth graze on the clit. The pleasure buds low on my stomach, but wh
MY Ex's Father, My Obsession I’m going to fuck you so hard, you won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”
My breath comes in short gulps—shallow and fast.Hyperventilating.My lungs feel heavy, compressed like I’m breathing through water.I can’t breathe. Not when every gasp of air I manage to drag in is soaked in his scent—deep, woodsy, edged with the faint spice of something darker.Not when he’s standing so close I can feel the heat of his fury radiating off him in waves, as if even his ears could steam.He looks straight at my face, his eyes cold, his expression stoic. Silence—thick, oppressive—wraps around me like a shroud under his sharp scrutiny. The only sound is the wind whispering through the hedges.I feel like I could crumble under the pressure.The fine hairs on the back of my neck prickle, and a shiver creeps down my spine.My heart hammers inside my chest as he lifts his large arm at a deliberately slow pace. “Ohh God, I'm not gonna survive this blow,” I mumble to myself, flinching while I shut my eyes, instinct kicking in, waiting for the impact.“Then you should hav
MY Ex's Father, My Obsession Because you belong to me!
Caitlyn’s povTwo days. That’s how long it’s been since Vlad stomped out of my office, leaving behind chaos, an invitation card tucked in an envelope with gold trim… and two designer dresses that Mia swears cost more than my entire apartment lease.Now, I’m in an Uber crawling up a winding hill, my legs glued together, hands clenched on my lap as we near a secluded mansion hidden at the edge of a forest I didn’t even know existed. The location? Embedded in a QR code on the invite. Classy. And a little terrifying.When we finally stop at the iron gates, I feel like I’ve stepped into a period drama.The gates are enormous— black wrought iron, etched with intricate patterns of roses, lions, and snakes. At the very top, there’s a gold emblem I can’t decipher, but it screams old money the way the Versailles gates do. Age and power cling to them like dust that refuses to be wiped away.Even with my card in hand, I’m thoroughly searched —and no, my Uber driver isn’t allowed pas
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