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+ Arriving at my workplace, I was surprised to find Pamela waiting for me. I imagine she's here to hear the gossip about what happened downstairs. I settle into my desk, drop my purse to the floor, and let out a deep sigh before telling her that I'm ready to start answering calls again. She looks at me and, after blinking, tells me that I have to tell her what happened because my break time has been moved up. She grabs my arm and pulls me, and in an instant, I grab my purse and stand up, following her lead. Without looking around, I tell her that she's exaggerating and that she can't drag me away because the others already have topics to discuss, including what just happened. She takes me to the break room, which is a few meters away from my workspace, and as we walk, she tells me that I have to tell her what the woman wanted. A few minutes ago, the woman came looking for me, intending to have me fired, but as she turned around, she received another call that surprised her. The per
Slave of your body Possessives.
+ I parked my motorcycle in the house garage and after planning my night, I walked towards the exit humming Karol G's music. Is it the new trend of the year, or is it just because I love listening to good music? "Good evening, may I speak with Miss Alexandra?" With a serious look and his hands in his pockets, he walks slowly toward me. "It seems like she's very busy, and I'm afraid you'll tell me that you're too tired." Nervously, I look around and grab his hand, pulling him towards the house. Once inside, I close the door and before the neighbors or the driver see us arguing, I tell him to make himself comfortable. But he insists that he doesn't want to talk here and that he needs to go to my room because he's feeling a little tired. I try to persuade him otherwise, but when I said the word "alone," I remembered Mrs. Paulita, so I tell him he's won, and we can get comfortable in my room. When we arrive in the room, I lock the door. I don't want anyone outside or us to be surprise
Slave of your body Don't do anything crazy
+HARRY+ How anxious I am, several days have passed without being able to see Alexandra. The trips I've had haven't allowed me to return to the city, and the worst part is that I haven't been able to call her. The last time I was with her was at her house, and I consider that we ended the morning well, putting aside my damn jealousy. I couldn't stand seeing her with that imbecile who only wants to sleep with her and then brag to his friends about it... Ahhh, I had the urge to get out of the car and beat him up, but Ramón told me it wasn't advisable because we were at the company, and it was better to talk to her privately. I stopped because of him, I couldn't bear the idea of her going with him instead of going home. The days have passed quickly, and it's now Saturday, the good thing is that I'm already in the city, but not at the company. My mother is celebrating her birthday in one of the hotels, the JW Marriott Edmonton. She chose it, and we fulfilled her wish. We like to make her
Slave of your body My wife
"Breathe, don't worry, let life reprimand me and please, don't insist, I don't want to give false hope to someone I don't want to be with." "Enough! Stop thinking about him, understand that he's not a good man for you, I don't want him to hurt you, I don't want... Ah, I don't want to argue, I'll take some air, you can go to the bathroom without me," she points to the bathroom, we are both a few meters away from it, "don't take too long, please, I think we'll stay here today, we won't work tomorrow." Ouch, that hurts. She turns around, leaving me feeling like the stupid person I am. I decide to continue my way to the bathroom, but this time I'll splash water on my face, I have to change my attitude. Oh, the truth is, I can do whatever I want, she has no power over me, and I think it's time to let her know. "You're not going anywhere, come with me, or I'll make a scene you won't like," I freeze at the sound of that voice, the person I didn't expect to be here, I swear I only called h
Slave of your body I want you to be my girlfriend
+ I don't want to say it, but I have to go. I can't be a bitch to Pamela. I'm sorry for Harry. "I have to go, they must be waiting for me, I don't want to" "Shhh..." he interrupts me and stops me by holding my arm. "The only person that should matter and the one you should worry about is me, not them." What? "I came with them, I can't do this to Pamela," I insist, but he doesn't understand and shakes his head. It's clear to me that he doesn't like Marcos being near me, but he has to understand that I can't avoid him. I can't tell him to stay away from me just because Harry doesn't like him. That's not how things work. I can't push away anyone that doesn't please Harry. Damn! I admit that I like hot sex, I love when he does things that no one else can do, but I can't accept him ordering me to do things I don't agree with. That's not me. "I can't stand that bastard touching you, undressing you with his eyes, or being around you every time I'm not looking," he growls. "I can't st
Slave of your body Love is a fantasy.
+ I managed to arrive where I thought they were waiting for me anxiously and worriedly, but I was wrong because I see Pamela comfortably chatting with Marcos, and they are both having a good time. Surprisingly, I can see a huge scene that tells me I don't belong in that chair. "I told you, babe, they're fine," he says after putting his hand on my shoulder. I can feel his agitated breath close to my ear. "They want to provoke me, although it sounds bad, I have to tell you that they approach you with a second intention." Oh, how he got me. As if I were a roadrunner! Damn it, he's right about something, and it's that they don't need me, they didn't even notice my absence! "I wasn't expecting it, but I have to approach them," I point out to him. I don't want to give him the satisfaction of being right. "Now you can go and accompany your parents, remember it's your mother's birthday." "In a couple of hours, I'll be at your house, we need to talk," he says, leaving a kiss on my soft a
Slave of your body Love nest
"I don't believe you," I said after pushing him, but it was all useless because I didn't even budge him. Suddenly, I felt Harry's arms around me. Without asking for permission, he lifted me up like a sack of potatoes. I let out a small scream as he carried me, thanking him but also pleading with him to put me down because I wanted to walk. I also suggested that it wasn't a bad idea to lock myself in my room and not come out until Monday. "I want to spend this weekend with you. I've already been with my mother, and she has to understand that I have a life. I want to be with you, or do you want me to be with another woman?" Is he threatening me? He wants to make me jealous, but he won't succeed. I believe that a barking dog never bites. Besides, I doubt I'll find another crazy woman like myself. I'm unique and special. It's best that he uses other tactics to make me jealous, but worse than him. +HARRY+ In the blink of an eye, I can delight in a beautiful sunrise. I spent the whole
Slave of your body Exquisite
I had been in that position for a long time, yes, too long, so I untied her. I spread her legs and let them hang over the edge of the table. The feather duster will do its job now since I don't have a whip like she would have wanted. The feathers do their work, I run them over her body until they tickled her stomach. I brushed her belly with the feathers of this amazing duster. I took my time and worked her body very slowly. I used the duster not only to give her pleasure, but also to remind her that I perfectly controlled the situation. I would show her that she could trust me and that with me, she was safe. I am not what the world thinks of me, I want her to enjoy and forget about the torture. I passed the duster to my left hand and slid the fingers of my right hand between her legs, gently touching her clitoris and then slightly entering her obvious wetness. Then I took out her vibrator from her bag, I wasn't afraid to use it and even less to refuse to use it, so I took it and t
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