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I stare off into the distance, letting myself imagine—just for a moment. Would this be my life one day? A home of my own. Pets who adore me. Freedom. Love. Someone who truly sees me. I wish. But deep down, I doubt it. Deep down, I know I'll get the opposite. The two of them walk over after a while, arms linked, and I smile softly as Mark takes a seat opposite me. He studies me with interest. I tilt my head playfully. “What?” I ask. “You’re very different from a standard submissive,” he says eventually. I shrug. “I don't think so. The other girls are better actors. Also, I just suck at following rules. Plus, I have sensitive knees, so that’s a no-go.”

She walked openly, her head held high, the phantom weight of Adrian Cross finally, completely banished from her shoulders. Near the center of the room, on one of the raised, velvet-draped platforms, a crowd had gathered to watch a scene. Lena approached the edge of the platform, raising her camera slightly to rest it against her chest. A suspension rig had been erected. A Dominant, a tall, striking woman with silver hair pulled back into a severe braid, was meticulously weaving thick, deep-purple Shibari silk ropes around the torso of her submissive. The submissive, a younger man with his eyes closed in a state of euphoric subspace, was breathing in slow, ragged, trusting gasps.

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“Everyone watching while I devour this sweet cunt.” I moaned, rocking against his hand. The visual combined with his skilled fingers had me dripping. Through the glass, the woman came hard, shaking in her bonds. Her Dom stood, freed his cock, and thrust into her in one powerful stroke. The raw fucking that followed—her bound body jolting with each impact—made me clench around Damien’s fingers. He added a third finger, stretching me. “You’re soaked. Does watching turn you on, little submissive?” “Yes, Sir,” I gasped. My hips moved shamelessly, chasing the pleasure. He pinched my nipple through the lace, rolling it sharply. The mix of sensations—his fingers fucking me, the erotic display befor

the slightly mature-looking woman answered softly. They were at a movie premiere, and there was a huge crowd around them. An aura spread out into the crowd as both of them entered the backstage with some people. No one noticed them. "Look, that’s your junior,” the slightly older woman pointed at someone who had just walked down the stage and said. "Huh? Didn’t you tell me that I’m your only disciple? When did you get another one?” the younger-looking woman asked with a pout. "I can’t help it if I’m lucky. I can’t believe I found someone who possesses the rare Euphony Physique,” she replied and went forward.

46. I like to dominate cute goth girls like you. I like to treat entertainers like the sluts and whores I’m paying you to be. I want to make you gag on my cock and stretch you with toys until your pussy is used up and dripping, juicy. I want anal play, deep and hard, and I want to slap your ass while I’m doing it. Another thing, high on my list, is that I want to punish those lovely big tits of yours. And all the while, I want you to be a good little girl and call me Sir.

I say standing up after I had squatted for some time so I could stare comfortably at her. I turned my back to her and walked away to the store room which was a few rooms away from the bedroom we had slept in last night. To be specific that wasn't the room I usually sleep in, I punish whichever submissive I pick on the island by tying them against the bars and locking up windows while keeping them naked with the doors locked and they sweat until morning, then I return to them to carry out my pleasure on them. By then they would have been weak and I would just be in control but it didn't go as I wanted it with Micah.

I ask her. She nods. “Say it honey, I need you to say it with your mouth” I tell her. “Yes, Mistress,” she says firmly. “I'm here to be your submissive.” “And what is a submissive??” I drawl. “A submissive is an owned girl, property of a dominant,” she replies. “Good girl,” I smirk. “Now, what does a submissive do?” “To serve their masters or mistress,” she replies with no hesitation. “Good girl!” Then I touch her ass softly, causing her to inhale sharply as my nails scratch her skin.