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When he rolled off me he laughed and said, "That was okay, right? Not every girl makes a big deal out of her first time." I hated how wet that memory still made me. I should have felt angry, used, worthless. Instead my pussy kept throbbing, begging for something more. Something real. Something that would break me and put me back together. That was why I started searching online late at night. BDSM. Domination. Submission. The words alone made my nipples hard. I read stories about girls who got tied up, spanked until they cried, then fucked so deep they screamed. Men who knew how to take control. Men who made you feel like their favorite toy and their most precious slut at the same time. I wa

My hand slid down his chest slowly, feeling the hard muscle beneath his shirt, before boldly palming the growing bulge in his pants. Nate sucked in a sharp breath. “I’ve read your books, Nate,” I whispered, my voice husky and desperate as I stroked him through the fabric. “I know you write about girls who beg to be taken. Who want to be used. Fucked. Ruined…. raped!! I read that chapter so many times I lost count… the one where the man takes her even when she pretends to fight. You can’t lie and say you don’t know some girls crave that.”

The second I reached the bed I yanked that short silk slip up around my waist, letting my heavy tits spill free, full and soft, nipples stiff and aching. I dropped onto the messy sheets on my back, knees bent and spread wide, and opened the laptop with shaking hands. I went straight for the nastiest group video I had saved, the one with older men surrounding a young girl, using her holes rough and deep until she was a drooling, crying mess begging for more cum. That was exactly what I needed tonight. I needed to be used. I shoved two fingers straight into my dripping cunt without any warm-up, pushing them deep until my knuckles pressed against my swollen lips.

Chapter 1 Sophie POV “Oh fuck, yes, daddy, just like that,” I moaned out loud, my voice bouncing off the walls in the stillness of my bedroom while I stared at the laptop screen, my fingers sliding quicker and deeper between my spread legs. The laptop balanced right on my pillow, showing that video where the man drove his cock hard into the woman, telling her she was his dirty little fucktoy as she pleaded for him to go deeper and fill her up completely.

Nyla’s POV I'm drawing a pentagram on my apartment floor with sidewalk chalk at midnight on a Tuesday because apparently this is what my life has come to. There’s a leather-bound book open beside me, old, as if it survived the Victorian era. I found it at an estate sale last weekend, buried under a box of porcelain cats, which feels like the universe burying a loaded gun inside a Build-A-Bear. It was quite an… interetsing book. The chapter I keep returning to shows a naked woman arched on her back on the floor, with a demon-man like being, with extra limbs, and an abnormally huge-sized cock burried inside her pussy.

I stare her confused. "You dirty bitch," Chase laughs and she joins in. "No, the idea is, each month or so I change the books in here. See, in this book it features, a black and red leather whip. Silver nipple clamps, a purple dildo." She points and I nod. "The idea is, if people read the book and are interested in the toys, I try and find ones as similar to those described in the book. Each book, has a selection of toys beneath them."

Kim whispered as they walked into Provocateur. The mannequins adorned with several obscenely indecent lace scraps were all skinny as Holly noticed. The designs ranged from white and feminine to sleazy see-through. A tall woman with ink black hair approached them with a smile. "Welcome to Agent Provocateur, how may we help you today" she said in a voice so honeyed and sultry that it sounded seductive. "We're just looking for a few pieces. You know..." Kim replied as she winked at the woman.

She’s almost perfect! An almost perfect girl like her deserves a monster cock. And I will give her that tonight. I choked her neck, then licked her ear as I moved inside her. I started slowly until I became fast and rough, not minding if it’s hurting her or what. Her cries out of pain turn out to be cries out of pleasure. She was moaning so loudly as I fucked her so hard. “Fuck me! Just fuck me! Give me your cock! Ugh! You’re so good!”

Easy access. One night I stayed until morning. I brought a small blanket and spread it on the floor between shelves. The book rested beside me as I lay back and opened it again. This memory was the strongest yet. A woman in a luxurious bed with three men. One in her mouth, one in her pussy, one sliding between her tits. They used her relentlessly, praising her body, calling her their perfect fucktoy. I repeated the words out loud while I rubbed my aching clit. “Use me… I’m your little whore tonight.”

(WARNING) This work contains graphic, consensual non-vanilla sex including group sex (fivesome), choking, whipping, praise kink, and light dominance/submission. If any of these themes are triggering or upsetting to you, please do not read. No exceptions so please turn back now. To my sweet, filthy and smutty readers— the one who aches to be called a good girl while four strong hands claim every inch of you… This book is yours. Let them praise you, ruin you, and worship you exactly the way you crave.