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CONTENT: Big cock, passionate sucking, pussy rubbing, jerking off. CHAPTER 1 Sophia, an exhibitionist, enjoyed showing off her body, and this gave her so much excitement. This lifestyle had earned her lots of admirers. Her husband also liked the idea and encouraged her to do whatever her admirers asked her to do. It excited him to see her being led by vicious dominators. Sophia especially liked to submit to Derick, a guy she met on a dating/flirting website.

He reached for one of the books on the floor, picked up the thick literature textbook, and pressed it between my teeth. “Bite down,” he ordered. “And take this dick like a good girl.” I bit the book hard as he fucked me even harder. His hips slapped loudly against my ass. One hand gripped my hip, the other reached around to rub my clit fast and rough. I came hard — screaming into the book, my pussy clenching and pulsing around his thick cock as waves of pleasure crashed through me. He didn’t slow down. He kept pounding me, spanking my ass between thrusts, leaving more red marks on my skin.

What I found was a world of explicit, detailed stories about aunts and nephews. Stories of seduction, of secret affairs, of dominant young men and submissive older women. I read one, then another. My face grew hot, my breathing shallow. Without even consciously deciding to, my hand slipped under the waistband of my linen trousers, my fingertips finding my clit, already sensitive from last night. The stories were graphic, filthy, and utterly compelling. They painted pictures of aunts who were initially reluctant but secretly hungry, who were awakened by their nephew's bold desire. They talked about submission, about being called names, about the thrill of the forbidden.

He tossed the book onto the bed beside her, its pages splayed open to an illustration of a woman arched beneath a man, his cock buried deep inside her. Ánh Nguyệt's breath hitched. Her fingers twitched against the sheets. "Look at it," Duy Nam commanded, voice low. She did. The arousal was instant—her cheeks flushed, her lips parted. The detailed sketches left nothing to imagination: limbs tangled, mouths open in pleasure, the slick slide of bodies. Duy Nam didn't wait. He pushed her back, his palm rough against the delicate fabric of her robe. "Tell me you don't want this." She couldn't.

In the center stood a massive king-sized bed draped in luxurious black silk sheets, with sturdy restraints dangling from the headboard and posts. In one corner loomed a polished St. Andrew’s cross, its leather cuffs gleaming. Along a nearby table lay an array of toys: vibrantly colored dildos of varying sizes, gleaming metal and silicone plugs, coiled whips, paddles, and more—everything meticulously arranged. Her heart pounded wildly, a fresh wave of heat flooding between her thighs as arousal soaked her instantly. “You… you did all this?” she whispered breathlessly, turning to him. “For us?”

His breathing grew ragged. Sara reached between her own legs with her free hand. She was still soaked from her orgasm and the constant arousal. She rubbed her clit in circles while she sucked him, chasing another release. The dual sensation made her moan around his cock. The vibrations made him curse under his breath. He watched her the whole time, eyes half-lidded. “That’s it. Touch yourself while you suck my cock.” The dirty words sent another thrill through her. She rubbed her clit faster. Her second orgasm hit her while she had him deep in her mouth. She whimpered around his length as her body shook again. Her pussy clenched on nothing, leaking more wetness down her thighs.

⚠️🔞 TRIGGER WARNINGS (DARK ROMANCE): ⚠️🔞 This is a DARK ROMANCE book with heavy, raw, and non-traditional themes. It contains highly sensitive content that some readers may find uncomfortable, triggering, or disturbing. This includes, but is not limited to: Domestic abuse and physical violence Forced marriage and extreme possessiveness Non-consensual/forced sexual situations and breeding themes Explicit sexual content (18+) Very strong language and toxic dynamics

Day Two – The Library In the two-story library filled with rare books, Victor cuffed her wrists to a reading ladder and made her stand on her toes while he attached weighted nipple clamps. Then he sat in a leather armchair and made her read erotic literature aloud while he controlled a thick vibrating dildo suctioned to the floor beneath her. Every time her voice faltered or she moaned too loudly, he turned the dildo higher or tugged the chain between her nipples. He edged her for nearly an hour this way — making her ride the toy slowly while continuing to read — until she was crying and pleading. Only then did he release her, bend her over the antique desk, and fuck her raw while she grippe

“Harder. Don't stop.” Hans leaned downward and helped Devon suck my other nipple. Devon pulled away from him and Hans's finger twisted the wet nipples he had abandoned. I arched into him, my fingers fisting as I offered my ass to Mitch even more, spreading my legs wider. His balls slapped against my ass, wet and obscene. The sounds echoed off the basement walls, slapping skin, wet mouths, groans, and my own broken whimpers. “Now we're gonna fuck you one after the other. We're gonna make the sweet cunt of yours drip all over our dicks and we're gonna suck you dry. Hope you're ready for that.”

My laptop came with me, pressed tightly under my arm. I searched the internet,scrolling and typing. My choice of p**n was hard to find. I loved forced p**n—the young innocent girl forced into taking a hard cock as she fought to pull away from the man who would devour her. I loved the harsh yells, spanking, choking, spitting—ruining her made my pussy quiver and drip. My scrolling halted at the perfect video. The older man in the video tying up a younger woman after he walked in on her in the kitchen, forcefully bending her over as she cried for help.