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Marked by Midnight

Author: Sweet Wine
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-02 14:39:58

‎She awoke to darkness, attempting to stretch, but found herself unable to move. Panic set in as she tugged at her restraints, a soft "tutting" sound amplifying her fear. "That's no way to please me, kitten," a voice murmured, instantly recognizable as Kane's. "Kane! Please let me go!" she cried out, her voice a mix of terror, a strange anticipation, anxiety and a primal recognition of him.

‎Kane's smile was predatory as he moved with a deliberate stealth. Castelle's fear escalated, the uncertainty of his next action increasing her distress. He surprised her by smoothly running a flogger across her stomach, from her breastbone to just above her waist, then down her thighs to her feet. She flinched at first before understanding what he was doing. Her squirming, visible through her thin gown, fueled his pleasure, evoking images of her writhing beneath him. Her reactions when he's balls deep in her, fucking her into oblivion. Her pulse raced. Kane watched, then abruptly struck her sto
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