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Trigger warning: Stage Rape content. Please, if you're too sensitive to noncon-con, or it's not your fetish, I'd suggest you jump to the next story. This is brutally unapologetic. Much love from my end 💖 Theme: Rape fetish, magic, freeze and fuck, bestie fantasy, multiple orgasm, masturbation... AMAYA.

I needed to do even more. I tossed the gorgeous blonde off my cock, shoving her, roughly, onto all fours. I drew her hips up, positioned her pussy, and pressed inside. Just a heads up: FindNovel.net is the only place to read the complete version of this book for free. Don't miss out on the next chapter-visit us now and continue your journey! "Oh ho ho ho!" Vanessa said, a mix of incredulous and excited. "Here we go!" Looking around Vanessa's perfect body, I could see Brian and Ariana both snuggling on the bed, watching the two of us intently. Now that I had my audience, I was ready to perform.

I could feel the heat on my skin but he said nothing until I disappeared into my room and closed the door behind me A long breath of relief I didn't know I was holding left my lungs. I collapsed against the door as my heart was still racing.Hopefully he would leave soon I walked to my small wardrobe, opened the door and pulled out my black silky nighties — the short singlet top and matching shorts. I hated sleeping with panties on, they always twisted or got stuck in my pussy making me uncomfortable, so I slipped off the panties I had put on after the shower and let it drop to the floor

Its purpose was obvious. I couldn’t speak. I could barely breathe. I just stood there, staring at the collar in disbelief. Its presence, combined with my lack of clothes and my virginity left no doubt in my mind as to the nature of the events about to unfold. I was the latest in a long line of beautiful young women to vanish under mysterious circumstances. No one knew what had happened to my predecessors, but I feared it involved a lot of pain. All I could do was play along. Either I would satisfy the boss so thoroughly he chose to let me go or I would die in the most pain-free manner possible. It was a grim through, but it was the only one that filled me with a meager sense of hope.

But for now, I was content to lie in the arms of my newfound sisters, my heart full and my body sated. As the sun rose over the horizon, casting its warm glow over the room, I knew that I had found my true calling. I was Audace, the cross-dressing life coach, and I had created a space where women could come together and explore their deepest desires, free from judgment and free from shame. And as I drifted off to sleep, surrounded by the soft snores of my guests, I knew that this was just the beginning of a beautiful journey, one that would take me to heights of pleasure and self-discovery that I had never before imagined.

He was handsome as a man and stunning as a woman. Wide-eyed, Jasmine gazed at Larissa for a moment. She took a deep breath and sincerely said, "Larry, you look beautiful even in women's clothing!" So, it was just cross-dressing? This showed that Larry was unconventional, carefree, and had character. It was totally fine for him to cross-dress! Larissa was puzzled. "Huh?" She was no longer deliberately imitating a male voice but spoke in her original voice. Jasmine was stunned when she heard Larissa speak.

"Let me help you release it." His hands slid higher. He cupped my breasts fully now. His thumbs rubbed over my nipples through the dress. I gasped. The touch sent sparks down my body. My pussy clenched. I pressed my thighs together. "Father Jake... this is not prayer." "It is a different kind of healing," he answered. His voice stayed steady but his hands kept moving. He squeezed my breasts. Rolled my nipples between his fingers. "Tell me how it felt when he fucked you." I closed my eyes. My body betrayed me. Heat pooled between my legs. "He bent me over the seat. He pulled my panties aside. He pushed his cock inside me. It was thick. It stretched me. I moaned even though I knew it was wrong

I want to hear everything. Then I opened my laptop, cursor blinking against the white screen, and started a new document. The title came easily this time. “Crossing the Line: When Love and Ambition Learn to Breathe Together.” I wrote the first line slowly, smiling to myself. Some stories don’t end when you close the chapter. They just learn how to keep going. That night, when Ethan’s face filled my screen — tired but smiling — I realized it wasn’t the distance that defined us anymore. It was the choice to keep showing up.

Get a hold of yourself Melissa, he's already engaged to Keira" I scolded myself mentally. I opened my bag to see what novel I had in it, I'm a lover of fantasy novels because it kind of takes me to another world that doesn't exist, I always put one in my bag, just incase I'm being locked by Derek Houston and his likes in the classroom or stores, at least I will have something to keep me busy till I get someone to free me. I brought out the novel that I have started reading before now, titled, "Adonis" it's a fictional story about shape shifters, although I have only read one chapter, it seems it will be an interesting novel.

Randy said. I snorted and reclined on the bed. "I don't know why my main readership is male, and they've requested me to write harem. But if one of the female leads were me, I'd report the male lead for bigamy!" Randy chuckled, "Skr, ruthless!" Having spent significant time with Randy, his delayed graduation had its merits. He stumbled upon my forgotten novels, and his favorite happened to be the one I wrote years ago. The sky, previously murky, suddenly turned pitch black as heavy clouds loomed. The shelter's lights had long ceased to function.