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I wanted to keep having at it and not having to look for someone else to fill the aching void he had created in me. "No threesomes. I don't want to share you with another person, man or woman, during sex." He agreed to that one. "I like when you spank me." Mischief flickered in his onyx eyes at this. I cleared my throat and continued. "Choking, spanking, pulling my hair, that's okay with me. But anything beyond that; branding, whipping, degrading and shit, if it's your kink, I'll have to pass."

I wanted a Daddy. I’ve been scared to talk about my fantasies with the boys I dated. I didn’t want to seem weird about wanting to call a man ‘daddy’ as he spanked me or fucked me senseless. I wasn’t specifically attracted to older men, no. That wasn’t how my kink worked. I wanted a man with absolute authority but ironically, I avoided them like the plague because I was scared to live out my fantasies. But now, everything I wanted was right in front of me—Vincenzo. “What’s in it for you?”

She had his soul from the moment she made eye contact with him. Submissive women are more my kink, but I've come to a conclusion after watching her tonight. I have several kinks, but the most severe and insatiable kink of all is Aurora, I have an Aurora kink. I'm a puppet for whatever this woman has to offer, she doesn't know this but there's nothing I won't let her do to me just to have those eyes on me.

THEMES: Public danger, anonymous possession and shame kink KINKS: CnC fantasy, breeding talk, public risk, clothing ripping, praise & degradation mix, light restraint and humiliation arousal --- "I haven't finished yet!!" "Fuck off you horny bitch! I can't kill myself because you." I scoff at this, "You didn't even last more than 5 minutes!!!" However my boyfriend doesn't even look at me and rolls over to his side of the bed, keeping his back to me.

“You’ll drag me straight to hell, and I’ll thank you for it.” She whimpered again, the sound feeding me the same way worship songs did. I kept watching my cock slide in and out of her, each time glistening more. I held back in the office, but I didn't hold back now, I fucked her so hard she was screaming at the top of her lungs, and that didn't matter. This was my home, no one was coming in this late but her, she was bold, she was sexy, she was amazing. “You’re the best I’ve ever had,” she gasped, unknowingly feeding my kink back to me. “The biggest,” she cried out, her words stuttering. “The hardest, oh please—Father...don’t stop. Don't fucking stop!” She whimpered.

His c*ck reared in anticipation and he knew that he was going to get into her bed and f*ck her till she begged for mercy, very soon. * His brother had stopped speaking and was looking at him expectantly. “I’ll check it out, visit the Kinksters one of these nights,” he growled, naming the leading Club in the area that catered to patrons who were looking for something different. A few of the clients came up to greet them and chat then they began to talk of other mundane issues, related to the gambling outlets, the employees and the surveillance systems. A couple of women drifted over, one of them in a backless dress, young and perky as she smirked at O’Grady meaningly.

As much as he appreciated how fucking hot and sexy his fiancée was, and for him to be the envy of every guy in Levi's party, he just can't have random pervs staring and gawking at K's generous pairs of tits - and then there's her perfect little butt. Jesse used to be a tits kind of guy, but K's behind definitely changed his preference. Fuck it, he's a tit and ass man all thanks to Kristen Noelle's boob and booty wonderland. And if he was successfully converted, he could only imagine what it could do to other guys. Their eyes would be feasting on her. Hell to the fucking NO. "Tell me you're not serious, you can't go out like that." He scoffed, his hands on his waist.

“This is…” “Arousing.” She completes the word for me and lurches to my side, to the place I am staring at a woman whose cunt is full display on the camera. “People have these kinks they'd love to learn or to try.” She begins and I give her my full attention. “I was able to learn that from a few of my friends who wanted to explore that types of sex shits others don’t acknowledge, I came up with the idea of…creating a website and making it available for those that want to explore those kinda kinks. Like tying a woman to a bed with ropes or handcuffs, swatting a woman’s ass cheeks, cunt, pulling her upside down to fuck her, ways to scissor, ways to make your partner bleed and shits like that…”

Chapter Thirty-Four “About?” “The owner,” He said, grabbing the back of his neck and looking down as he shut the door. “He’s umm, super flirty.” “You know the owner?” “He’s a kind, of a friend.” Kane said, placing a hand on my lower back as he guided me into the shop. He pushed open the door and I stepped inside as a set of bells rang. Taking in all of the colorful tubes of lubricants and whips that covered the walls.

“Sure do. Every three months if I’m out there and active. I know everyone thinks my life is this nonstop fuckfest because I show the slightest interest in sex and one-night stands, but I haven’t gotten any since that damn cruise last year. I passed the last exam with flying colors. How about you?” “Regular checks, just got out of a long-term relationship.” I didn’t mention that those “regular checks” were a requirement for membership at my kink resort. Even the most free-spirited of free spirits were sometimes put off by the mention of anything harder than handcuffs. This would be a straightforward, well, fuckfest, to use her words. “I use condoms during intercourse, that’s nonnegotiable.” “