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And handed it to me. I opened it. The first pages were boring lawyer shit. Then I see… Full fucking penetration, vaginal, anal, oral, at any time, with or without notice. Restraints, blindfolds, impact play, sensory deprivation. Orgasm control and denial at the Dominant’s discretion. Public and semi-public exhibition at Dominant’s pleasure. Each line made my pulse throb in my clit. By page three I was pressing my thighs together like that would stop the wetness leaking into my panties.

Two weeks later . . . Mindy’s curiosity had gone into overdrive. She wanted to learn everything she could about sex. Thanks to the prize money from Garvey’s and the birthday cash her father had given her, she was able to order books about sex and sexual experiences. She had also ordered a book about how to be more femininely attractive. It covered how to engage a man and keep his interest and how to carry yourself. She had researched online about sex toys and how to use them – she had even ordered a few. And she had watched dirty movies online, which resulted in her getting a computer virus on her laptop. She had been too embarrassed to take it to the computer shop in town. What if they figu

He leaned back with a smirk, adding, “But if we keep going around like this, you’ll at least be able to answer my questions, right?” I bit my lower lip, a hesitant nod escaping me. “I think so? But not those ridiculous questions you were about to ask a second ago.” Damien’s eyes gleamed mischievously. “Ah, but I was curious about your preferences when it comes to sex. Do you want it wild? Vanilla? Or maybe something a little more... torturous?” He leaned closer, his voice lowering. “Or perhaps, you’re into the kinky stuff?” I shook my head, a mix of disbelief and frustration washing over me. “Oh my god, stop. If you keep this up, we won’t be doing anything tonight except staring at each othe

“Does writing those scenes excite you, Freya Laurent? Did your body respond while you imagined me fucking you in this very office?” The crude word from his mouth sent a jolt straight between my legs. I pressed my thighs together, but the ache only deepened, a slow liquid throb. “Yes,” I voiced before I could stop myself. Shame and arousal tangled so tightly I couldn’t tell them apart. Dr Brandy’s lips curved, just a little. “Good. Honesty is the first rule.” He circled behind his desk and sat, pointing to the chair opposite him. “Sit. Open the document on your laptop. The journal entry. Read the first three paragraphs aloud and slowly.”

The red light brothel was still lively and a few high-profiled billionaires strolled around the place with beautiful courtesans clinging like bloodsucking leeches to their arms. Boarded on an exclusive black elevator, Mort went down to Underground Zero. He traversed the empty, cold, and dim red hallway. When he arrived, the cold-blooded man opened the room. Vladimir's personal assistant covered in blood and sleeping, chained to the wooden star opened up to him. From the dim corner, Mort stepped into the chair opposite the traitor's PA and sit, waiting for the man to wake up.

“My ways are anything but pure, father. And I fear that I may rot in hell as a result.” “Talk to me, child. What did you do?” He asked in an encouraging manner. Heart racing, I slipped my hand between my legs. I was already dripping wet by the time I slid my panties aside. Memories of my dreams started to flood my mind. I shut my eyes to allow everything play out. “When I go to bed every night,” I started, “I have unholy dreams about a man.”. As the words left my mouth, I started caressing my pussy lips with my index finger. Shivers ran up and down my back.

I’d heard stories whispered among the servants back home—rumors of an underground den where music never stopped, where girls were paraded on their knees, collared, chained, forced to spread for men who had enough money to break them in half. Here, they weren’t daughters. They weren’t wolves. They weren’t human. They were sluts, whores, holes to be bought and ruined. And that’s what I was now. I could almost hear the girls before me being dragged, their screams swallowed up by the noise, their tears hidden under flashing lights. I could smell it too—sweat, liquor, sex, all mixing in the air. The scent of men who had already used their toys.

Clearing his throat, he starts asking me some basic questions and I answer them all. "How old are you?" He asks and I sigh, already over this. "I'm twenty-three." "Any history of std's?" He asks and I scoff. " Aurelia, it is important that I know this." He says looking quite done with my attitude. Well how the fuck else do I need to act when you're helping them sell me to smell, old men. "No. I've never had an std." I say and he nods writing in his little folder. "How many sexual partners have you had?" He asks and my cheeks almost immediately flush. I shake my head and a look surprise covers his face.

I was practically a sex-addicted slut who slept with different people almost every day, but I swear on everything I love, I really couldn’t control it. My body always seemed to have a mind of its own. Always reacting. Always needing. Always begging for release. And if I didn’t give in, I couldn’t concentrate for the rest of the day. I wouldn’t be in my right mind. And that… was my dirty secret. I had promised myself never to let my mom find out. Never to let him find out. The towering man who stood beside me, his expression cold and unwavering. The richest and most dangerous man in the entire United States. A man both feared and respected. A man who made my heart pound and my body burn, reac

“You both are crazy! Okay, in my defense, we were traveling so much, what should I have done? Not fuck bitches who were ready to be fucked? All of those things made me who I am today!” They nodded and I sank my back into the chair and reminisced on all the good parts. All the whores that I have fucked, and some that I had to kill. “Who fucked all kinds of chicks man. Including the disabled ones.” “Okay, let's not make fun of sick people, okay? They were in, so I had to.” We poured ourselves some wine and I shook my head. “Now that I think about it. It's been a long time since I did all that.. Fuck bitches.. And hear them beg.. I always make sure to fuck every dime from those loose pussies of