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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

Chapter 9 Cassiel kneels between my spread legs, his cold fingers wrapping around my hips to position me just right. I can feel the blunt head of his cock pressing against my untouched entrance, the threat of it making me tremble. But i feel something strange. A strange heat blooms in my chest, spreading through my veins like wildfire. My vision swims, the edges blurring not with tears but with a dizzying rush of pure, terrifying lust. My skin flushes, beads of sweat forming on my brow as my pulse starts roaring in my ears. Every nerve ending comes alive, hypersensitive and screaming for more. The pain from Evren's assault melts away, replaced by an insatiable hunger that makes no sense.

It has floor-to-ceiling shelves filled with books. I scoot closer, plucking one of the books from the shelves and scanning through it. Apparently, it’s an erotic book, given the naughty image of two ladies on their knees as they simultaneously blow a man’s cock, their hands bound tightly at their backs. It’s titled ‘A Dom’s Way Of Spitroasting The Subs.” I turn the pages, and each chapter is transcribed into x-rated images. My pussy quivers when I see the image of the two sluts turned upside down on an inversion table while the Dom treats them with his cock.

I order. Kira nods, although the look on her face tells me that will be torturous. Good. I’m here to torture her, after all. Her moans when I yank the bra down and ravish her nipples tell me torture is the last thing she’s feeling. She is enjoying this as much as I am, squirming in the couch with each stroke of my tongue. I bite down on the tender flesh of her boob, earning an unrestrained moan. "Is this one of your fantasies?" I ask.

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His strong hands spreading my thighs wider, with his mouth devouring my swoleen clit while he whispered how sweet I tasted, and how long he had also wanted to taste me. The fantasy increased flooding my senses, as I kept pumping my fingers faster. I imagined him bending me over his desk, yanking my skirt up around my waist, and thrusting his thick cock into me from behind. I could almost feel the way he would fill me, with his hard and thick cock. I imagined as his hips were slapping against my ass with every deep and powerful stroke. In my head he was gripping my hair, pulling my head back so he could have access to growl filthy words in my ear.

He almost growled. My eyes widened as he pried my legs apart and without warning pushed two fingers inside me, ripping a gasp of surprise from me, which then turned into a moan when his mouth descended and covered my core with his lips. My eyes rolled back in their sockets. I felt flushed everywhere. Daxton Cervantes was eating me like a hungry beast! "Dax! Ah!" His fingers curled and gradually moved faster, causing the air in my lungs to fade away as I clenched around his fingers. "That's a fucking sight to behold,"

When she left, the vibrator returned to the low setting, and I was able to concentrate on other things much better. “So tell me about your sexual tastes, Tiffany. What have you done before?” He was cutting to the chase quickly enough. “I’ve had normal sex and given blowjobs. I’ve kissed other girls before.” Saying it like that seemed like I was really inexperienced. “Okay, then what would you like to try?” The vibrator had me going crazy. “I’m open to just about anything. I’ve never tried anal, but I’m not against it. I really liked the scenes in 50 Shades of Grey where the woman got tied up. That seems like it’d be really hot. I don’t know. What else is there?”

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Jayden growled in the fantasy, voice low and degrading. “It’s my turn to ruin this greedy little slut hole now.” Jayden’s voice rang in his ears. Sebastian bit his lip hard, cock twitching wildly in his pants as the imagined Jayden pushed forward. The fat head popped past his rim, stretching him open with a burning, delicious ache as inch after thick inch sank in, forcing his walls to flutter and grip. In the fantasy that was about to make him go mad, Jayden didn’t go slow, and instead, he slammed balls-deep in one brutal thrust, groaning at how tight Sebastian felt. “Fuck, so much tighter than my wife’s pussy.”