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I also never thought the two powerful men who are supposed to be enemies would actually form an alliance and bring my fantasy of being shared by both of them a reality. “Oh, sweetie, we have more work than I thought, but that’s okay. I’ve worked with a lot less before. I'm a sexual consultant. My job is to help women embrace their sexuality and discover their inner goddess. I help the women in the burlesque club and brothel find their confidence with their sexuality. So, you are in good hands. I will help you get ready for your wedding night and to help you afterwards as well because the wedding is only ten days away. It’s not as much time as I prefer, but we will make it work. Tonight is al

Kalisha continues to mock me. I turn around and let loose on Kalisha. "I fucking hate you Kalisha. I'm so glad that I cheated on you. The only good thing that you did to me was making me cum multiple times, teaching me BDSM, and turning me into a sex monster. So thank you!" I spat.

’ He replied and his number two took a deep breath, ‘I don’t trust him and I took the liberty of doing some background checking, he doesn’t add up Caleb, something is very wrong about his practice. Oh, don’t get me wrong, he has rave reviews and you can only see him by word of mouth, he has some very exclusive clients. The trouble is I could not verify any of the testimonials given, every last one cited their right to privacy and refused to clarify. Not only that but some of the younger women he ‘treated’ have disappeared, and worse he has links to a notorious BDSM club. It takes the BDSM lifestyle to its furthest extremes, women are kept as virtual sex slaves, supposedly at their request. T

she asked, wanting to go sit by herself and watch the action. “Tell me ladies, have either of you ever eaten pussy?” Damon asked, ignoring the bra. Julia scoffed and shook her head. “We’re not lesbians Damon,” she said, then looked at Bree, who raised one eyebrow and shrugged. “I have once,” Bree admitted, “but I was a teenager and I was kind of drunk.” “Seriously?” Julia asked, a shocked look on her face. “You’ve never told me that.” “It’s not exactly something that you brag about you know. I’m not proud of the fact that I had sex with a woman twice my age when I was nineteen years old.”

The young lady Monteverde cannot find the words to say to her as she is not lying when looking straight to her eyes. “H-How is it possible?” out of her curiosity, she is asking for more. The woman continues to make her more beautiful. Patting some powder to her face. The mascara that she is putting gives more life to her eyes. “I wanted to escape before because of the abuses that he do to me. Jostein is addicted to BDSM… I cannot bare to do it before that is why I tried to escape.” Keesha is speechless when hearing those words from her. She sighed as the woman makes her steady not to ruin her face.

Kinks: bdsm, female dom, male sub, powerplay, rough sex The office door clicks shut behind him, sealing us in my private therapy room. Dim lights cast shadows over the leather couch and the sturdy restraint bench in the corner. He's my patient, that eager 28-year-old with wide eyes and a body begging for control. I stand tall in my black leather corset and thigh-high boots, my curves hugged tight, feeling the power surge through me, expert in breaking men like him. He sits on the edge of the couch, fidgeting, his shirt already unbuttoned from our 'session talk' about his submission cravings.

It started to do weird things to my system. We walked past the Jogging Grandma, who had just returned from her daily run. "Is that your girlfriend?" she whispered to me because apparently everyone in the building knew about three lesbians from Russia living in Apartment 2B having a girlfriend, except they didn't know which one. Trust me, I didn't know which one either. "No, she's everyone else's girlfriend," I whispered back. "She only drops by every now and then to let me do her work." We found Celie bending over on the counter. Why was she leaning like that?

“Now ruin it.” He withdrew until just the tip remained, then slammed back in. A brutal, punishing thrust. Leila screamed, her nails digging into the leather. He set a relentless, rough pace, each drive a claim, each withdrawal a tease. The slap of his hips against her ass filled the room, a lewd percussion to their choked moans and filthy talk. “You like this?” he grunted, pistoning into her. “You like getting your ass fucked by a gay man?” “I love it!” she shrieked, pushing back against him. “Your cock is so deep! I can feel it in my guts!”

"Taking your cousin's cock like a good girl." They started moving together,Damon thrust deep and steady, whispering dirty loving words. "This pussy belongs to family now and no one else will ever feel how perfect you are." Lily wrapped her legs around him, meeting every thrust,the taboo made it intense knowing his blood was the same as hers, that this was forbidden but felt like coming home. He flipped her over, taking her from behind, one hand rubbing her clit while he pounded harder Lily came again, her pussy squeezing around him, soaking the sheets,the pleasure was so strong she saw stars.

Until next time you stay girly and I'll stay in the closet awaiting my best opportunity to finally escape. Love, Teagan The Closeted Lesbian