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Slave of your body I am the center of attention
+ "We entered the boss's office, feeling a bit nervous, and took a seat. It wasn't normal for two men to be with a young woman who couldn't resist the presence of two god-like specimens. "Alexandra, forgive me for using your first name, but I feel it's necessary after asking you to accompany me to lunch with my mother," he said as he made himself comfortable. As he looked into my eyes, my thoughts couldn't help but torture me and tell me that this must be a damn joke from those two. No way, I don't think they're trying to take advantage of me. "I accept and promise not to ask any more questions," I nodded, stood up abruptly, and decided to walk towards the exit to end the conversation. "I'm going to work, and if anything changes, you can call me without any problems." "No, wait...don't go. I have to tell you that my mother is a bit special, and the questions will be directed toward you because you'll be my assistant. Although I wish you could be something more, it wouldn't be fai
Slave of your body The curiosity is my great weakness
"I try not to smile, but they don't cooperate. Haha, I thought this place was going to be too boring, but these women have made my day. "The thing is, the boss had never addressed an employee more than twice before, and the worst part is that the rumors come from his ex-boss." Ouch, that hurt, but I shouldn't let it hurt, surprise, or overwhelm me, because that woman hates me, although I still don't understand why. I'm a girl who doesn't mess with anyone, and I've always tried to help, I think my flaw is that people mess with me. "And you let yourselves be guided by the gossip," I smile as I turn to look at them, "it's so easy to judge and point fingers at a person you don't know; who doesn't interfere in your lives, who only wants to get ahead through work, yet it's not enough because working is a sin, going to a nightclub is a sin, drinking one or two bottles of liquor is a sin, smoking one or two cigarettes is a sin, everything I do is a sin because it bothers you that I breat
Slave of your body Let yourself go
"Don't take offense, but it's inevitable for me to ask you to put it on," she extends the little bag to me and I take it with great curiosity, "and if you don't like it, you can back away and scream in my face that you're not capable of being with me." "An adventure?" Yes, I'm not willing to fall in love, I'm not one of those romantics, and even less like those in novels, in my opinion, it's all fake. "Oh, this is a butterfly, you've given me the latest model, the one that you can connect to your phone, it can also be used from a long distance, oh my God!" I squeal like a little girl, this is a real gift. A strap-on butterfly vibrator with remote control, and it's pink. "Yes, I want an adventure with you..." "Don't fall in love, because I'm terrible at romance," I say without looking into his eyes, you can turn around, do you want me to try it now or at my place, I can also go to the bathroom... "Here, it doesn't bother me," he quickly replies, and that excites me because I feel
Slave of your body Contempt
My entire body tenses up, and I bring both hands to my purse, squeezing it tightly. I close my eyes, allowing myself to be completely overwhelmed by the sensations. I bite my lower lip, and despite the driver still being here, moans escape my mouth, one after another. "Good girl," he encourages me while increasing the intensity once again. Without exaggeration, I feel tears rolling down my cheeks. I try to maintain my composure, but the more I hold back, the faster he goes. I feel my legs weakening, my breathing slowing down, and the urge to undress increasing. The effort of holding back was starting to make my stomach ache. Suddenly, I couldn't hold back any longer; I leaned forward and then backward, leaning back onto the seat. For seconds, I couldn't stop shaking; wave after wave, ecstasy shook me from head to toe. I had to control myself from fainting, although my body was betraying me; my forehead was drenched, and drops of sweat were sliding between my breasts. The vibrator w
Slave of your body Jealousy
Entering the car, the man who saved me closes the door and then exhales heavily. I bite my lower lip to prevent myself from crying or screaming in anger, telling myself that I am a warrior and won't let anyone trample on me. Ah, I deserve all of this because I brought it upon myself. What am I doing here? The man doesn't take long to get in and after fastening his seat belt, he tells me that he doesn't mean to pry, but the lady noticed that my pants are wet. I feel embarrassed, I didn't intend to touch myself. I curse inwardly, I let out the fluid I expelled when I climaxed. "Don't worry, that's why I'm not concerned, and I thank you for that, although it wasn't necessary," I turn my gaze away, and my expression hardens as I see Harry still talking on his phone, oblivious to my departure. "A lady is a good person, but when it comes to her son..." "What do you mean?" I question, now he has all of my attention. "Are you telling me that...forget it, you can think whatever you want
Slave of your body My first time with him
Damn it, that's blackmail. Just as I was about to turn around, I feel someone unexpectedly grab my hand and pull me towards him with a possessive gesture. I'm surprised to see that emotionless face, that no longer has the same spark it had when he was next to me. For a moment, my anger disappears and turns into concern. What's happening to me? Have I become soft? Without warning, he takes my hand and pulls me towards him. His closeness throws me off, and makes me flush and ignite. I look around for any soul that might see us. "The neighbors." "You left me alone, and the worst part is that you came with him. What are you doing with that bastard?" He shouts with anger, leaving me static with his attitude. He approaches and eliminates any space between us to possess my lips. He sticks out his tongue, and runs it over my lower lip. He looks at me. Then he runs it over my lower lip again, bites it until I open my mouth, and finally kisses me. He sucks my mouth in such a way that I am
Slave of your body Confessions
Slowly, I rise, feeling my legs fragile, I stand up and then lift my gaze to lock eyes with that handsome man who looks at me with desire and anticipation. Slowly, my gaze scans down and stops when I see how his hands massage that... Enormous... Ufff... I feel my body start to burn, slowly consuming me. I lick my lips and my eyes darken with desire. He smiles at my reaction. Unable to move, I indulge in watching his hand masturbate his huge penis. Mmm... I wonder what that succulent hammer tastes like? I'm on fire, my body starts to heat up, my breathing becomes heavy, and my heart races. Am I a whore? Ash... I don't care what he or the whole world thinks of me, but I sure do enjoy that hammer in my mouth. Enough said! I inhale. I close my eyes. With sensual movements, I lower the straps of my white bra, then unhook it and throw it out of sight, leaving my breasts exposed to the sexy daddy's gaze. Before I make my way to him, I strip off my tiny panties. "Kneel..." he orders. With
Slave of your body I love you
I respond with a kiss that I enjoyed spending time with him and getting to know him in every way possible. And what his ears wanted to hear is that there is no problem with his departure, we have already spent some time together, and although my body wants more, that doesn't mean it won't happen again. Everything I said has left him surprised, to the point where he tells me that next time I'll stay at his apartment, or he'll stay with me. He wants to experience what it's like to be with someone for more than six or eight hours straight. The last part made me laugh, he gets out of bed and starts looking for his clothes to get dressed while I stay admiring his naked body. He's a man who has it all, from head to toe. Now I can say he's got good material, not to mention those muscles that I've touched and enjoyed. Damn, my heart won't stop beating, and my vagina is craving more. "It seems like you love tattoos?" "Very much," he nods, finishes putting on his jeans, and hurries to put
Pinakabagong kabanata
- Slave of your body Epilogue
- Slave of your body It still belongs to me, and nobody will take it away from me.
- Slave of your body Falling into temptations
- Slave of your body I still love you
- Slave of your body Hidden feeling
- Slave of your body Where is my son
- Slave of your body The reunion of a confrontation
- Slave of your body The love of Dylan
- Slave of your body Will you sleep with me?
