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Yeah, Raven thought, looking over the curve of Shadow’s back, the muscles that stood out on his arms, and the bronze of his skin against that bright, bright pink lace, maybe there was something to this sub thing. Vixen opened the door. The handle was hung with a sign on the handle: “Change-room.” Inside was a standard small room, three by three, completely empty except for a row of hooks on the wall on which hung an array of clothing and bags, under which were arranged shoes in every size and gender. Most of the shoes were sneakers, and the clothing was ordinary street wear. This was the room in which average joe transformed into a sex slave, he realised, if he was too shy to walk in his gea

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“You know exactly who i’m referring to.” I nearly dropped the tray. “How did you…” Theo groaned. “Because that’s the exact expression every staff member gets after their first interaction with Mr. Hawthorne.” “What expression?” “The ‘I think I just had a conversation with a hurricane.’ look” I laughed “It wasn’t that bad.” Theo leaned closer. “Lena.”His voice lowered. “Adrian Hawthorne doesn’t talk to staff.” My stomach tightened slightly. “Really he doesn’t ?, Maybe he was bored.”

A cloth, a reel of condoms, and a card dropped on the desk. I hooked my finger under my nose. Odessa stepped back. I grabbed a pen and lifted what seemed to be an underwear in the air. The soiled boxers swung on the pen. “What in the world!” Odessa examined the garment. “Is that semen?” For fuck sake! I groaned and dropped the pen and boxers in the nearby bin. Odessa snatched up the package, reading. “There is no returning address.” I turned my head to read the card. No handwriting. Some fucker thought it was funny to piece cut out letters from magazines on a white card. ‘A gift to my precious omega’. Wow! What was this world coming to?

"That's because you've never looked for it... but in any market there's... just get there and ask for the sex oil for back there. Not only... the doctors also have access to these products and they explain better how to use." Archie frowned, "I see..." "By the way... why do you ask all these questions? Do you want to sleep with a man..." Archie frowned, getting all horrified. "Of course not... I like women... I just thought, if it's good for a man... it should be good for a woman too... maybe I can use it on the princess..." Ian held up his hands in surrender. "And how do you know that? You're the most suspicious here..." "Jeannette has a cousin who talks about these deviant sexual orientati

He said while I watched him walk towards his closet to get the. Soon he was back. I watched as he ripped them off before pulling his boxer to let his massive member out. "Was this really made for sex?" Scott questioned while trying to fit the condom to his huge members which wasn't halfway covered. "Dickson must have gotten me the size of his d**k!" Scott said and I almost chuckled at his silly comment. "They are f__king extra small!" He yelled out with a growl.

I gritted my teeth against the overstimulation because I needed all of my wits about me tonight. Xavier brushed imaginary dust from his spotless suit, keeping his black eyes trained on me. His dreadlocks were pulled back into a ponytail at the nape of his neck, revealing his strong features and flawless dark skin. He looked damned fine. While he was dressed all fancy, I wore a skimpy outfit of cleverly placed black leather straps for a top and a skirt so short that the lower part of my ass was on display. We would find our target, Hexfort, at a sex club tonight—but not the average sex club. This one catered to wealthy men who liked to purchase their toys, and everything could be bought for t

The Weekend Begins: The water from the shower cascaded over my body, carrying away the last remnants of tension from the week. I scrubbed my skin thoroughly, feeling the soap glide over my hairy chest, the bristles of my trimmed beard grazing my fingers as I worked my way down. My hands lingered on my groin, cupping my hairy cock—6.5 inches, 5" thick, and cut. I couldn't stop thinking about what was waiting for me beyond that bathroom door. My cock twitched, leaking again, dripping down my thigh as I cleaned myself inside and out, making sure I was ready for Leo.

Everything fit perfectly, tailored to Kai's frame. "Try this," Sebastian said, holding up a pair of shorts that were barely shorts at all. White linen, short enough to show most of Kai's thighs. In the dressing room, again with Sebastian following, Kai pulled them on. "Turn around." Kai did. Sebastian's hand immediately went to his ass, visible under the short hem. "I can almost see the plug base," he murmured. "That's perfect. We're getting these." "I can't wear these in public!"

The figure casually emerged from the bedroom. He walked with confidence, wearing nothing but a pair of black satin boxer shorts that left his hairy chest exposed, making him look incredibly sexy and tempting to anyone who laid eyes on him. Thick hair led to a triangle that disappeared beneath the satin pants. Tera had never really gotten to know what lay behind that satin, and where it ended. It was the most intriguing part of Sebastian's body. "Stop your thoughts!" Tera scolded herself inwardly.