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Jealousy and Compersion

Author: Tyson Roy
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2025-08-19 02:58:12

The gala blurred into a haze of clinking glasses and laughter, but inside me there was no haze—only a storm. Even after Victor had kissed me in that side corridor, claimed me with words that still echoed in my chest, I couldn’t stop replaying the feeling of being led by another man, of being collared for play while Victor’s gaze burned from the sidelines.

It hadn’t been dangerous. The Dominant had been polite, careful, every movement negotiated in advance. And yet… my body had known the differe
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