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The soft music was mesmerizing and the expression on the woman's face was blissful as her partner spoke softly in her ear. The next tab showed a photo of a beautiful woman dressed in a filmy pink baby doll nightgown leaning dreamily over a giant teddy bear. The headline of the blog post was 'Daddy Doms/baby girls.' Shasta breathed in deeply. The article stated that, contrary to popular opinion, Daddy Doms are not pedophiles. They are loving and caring Dominant individuals whose natural desire is to have a nurturing and affectionate intimate relationship with a submissive who has a child-like aspect to her personality.

I approached her, and she was getting scared. "What's wrong, I dont say anything," she said. Her voice trembled, but suddenly I felt a passion when I saw her frightened face. Strange sexual arousal because it is mixed with anger besides lust. Is it a sexual disorder when you get excited when you see your wife scared? I don't know, but the passion is so urgent to vent. I approached Nadya and pulled her towards me, she was getting scared, and I was getting excited. Maybe it's a sexual disorder, which I just had. And this is the worst part, I slapped Nadya until she fell to the floor. It was the first time I raised my hand to her, and the excitement peaked again when I saw her fall on the floor

She glances at Daryl and then back at me “He hasn’t made you cry so it must have been Christian” Daryl fills her in for me as I watch baby Rudy, his tiny fingers wrapping around my own and when I glance up at Tasha, she was looking horrified, she hadn’t known much about the abuse I had been through. “Why would Christian have a book on it?” “The book was written by the man who kept me as a slave, he knew everything about my hybrid side even though he never said. Christian said something about the book being useful” “That sounds ridiculous” An explosion goes off somewhere nearby and I practically toss the baby at Daryl, I had to find out what it was, I had to protect the babies.

Well, I'd succeeded in distracting myself from Bethany, but now Ellis crept back into my mind. My stomach flopped and I rested the book on my face, closing my eyes. Suddenly, it felt like I was back in that room, my wrists bound as Ellis brought me to the brink of pleasure over and over again. How his strong body had pinned me down, the way he dominated me and still made my pleasure a priority. Shuddering, I curled on my side and pushed the book away. I had to get back to my normal routine if I was going to move past everything that had been happening.

Her pussy was pointing at her mother, which was probably the more preferable to Cindy, but it also meant she was staring at her father's cock. "Thirty with my hand, slave, thirty with the Enforcer, and thirty with the whip. We'll string you up for the last two." "Yes, Domina." I proceeded to give Cindy a brisk spanking of thirty strokes. Whether it was my spanking or the fact it was occurring in front of her parents, or the overall lewdness of the day, Cindy climaxed before I reached the end, begging to cum and moaning quite nicely for us when she received permission. Dan's and Master's cocks were hard. Master drew Lisa onto his lap to take care of his.

It was a predatory lock, his dark eyes boring into mine, stripping me naked in front of a hundred people. He didn't smile. He didn't wink. He just stared, his gaze dropping momentarily to my chest before snapping back to my eyes. "Consider the concept of discipline," Xander said, his voice dropping an octave, becoming a low, vibrating hum that seemed to resonate right in my pelvis. "In many of these texts, discipline isn't merely about punishment. It is a tool for refinement. It is the process of breaking a willful spirit until it learns the pleasure of submission."

I didn't have anything else to use to hesitate so I pulled out my laptop and opened my email. I read through it slowly, then again. I sent a message out telling him I would think but was certain I already knew the answer. None of this sounded as dark as he made it sound. Someone must have done some work on him when he was a kid. Geesh. I need to show him that being him is all he needs to be. I smiled laying back on my bed. I rescheduled with Stephen and sat my phone back down. He said it was fine and I was glad. I sat there for a while just looking up BDSM, terms, and ideas. The daddy-dom role sounds less Christian grey and more like Mr. Rogers had a woman tied in his bedroom. I laughed to m

As soon as he saw the woman, Christian could not help but feel a deep displeasure, but it was not disappointing for him, he already expected it, he could not expect anything good from Jonah's favorite daughter, he was sure she would be the same kind of filth as her father. "You really think so?" he asked, raising his eyebrows with a contemptuous look on his face. "Well, let me make it clear to you how wrong you are, I don't allow anyone to enter my premises to behave the way you do; the only one who is allowed to do and undo in this place is me. You are nobody here, the fact that you are engaged to be my wife does not give you the slightest right or authority over my property. Christian was