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Mistress P was a goddess of seduction, from the moment I laid eyes on her, I was already hypnotized. I had just turned twenty and I was like a crazy hormonal dog, my friend's father had told her about my anger issues, she told me that she was going to help me deal with it, she told me that BDSM is more than just whips and flogs, she said that it was also not about pain but pleasure. When they said a session, I didn't know what they had in store for me.

a lie. He disappears from my sight and reappears but this time he had his cell phone in his hands, he looks for something and then hands it to me. Fearfully I take it but when I saw the image my body trembled with terror as I hear Dalton tell me in my ear that she is his previous slave, my sight blurs as in horror I watch a woman torn to pieces with her legs out of place and her intestines out of her body not to mention the rest. —Loving him... will lead to your death, human.

Tears rolling down her face from the overwhelming stretch. “Good girl” Jay said as he kissed her at cheeks. His eyes darkened…”take both of us like good fucking girl” Brook’s pace was steady at first, but then Jay lost patience. He slammed harder into her. Their bodies colliding with her in between. The room was filled up with sounds of skins crashing, her cries, and their curses. Brook grunted lowly. “Don’t stop Brook…make her scream” Jay groaned. And she did. Every thrust had her unfolding. Her body stretched so hard she thought she’d break.

She looked at me, a little lost. "What do you want me to do, Mr. Xander?" she whispered innocently. She caressed her breast with her hand, while she stroked my bare leg with the other. Suck my cock, Skylar. She smiled, before leaning over and grabbing my boxers and taking them off. Slowly, she began to caress my cock with her thin, cold fingers. The coldness of it soothed the heat I felt a little, she began to make gentle movements before bringing the tip to her mouth and beginning to trace circles on it.

Jamie My knees ached against the hard rooftop floor as I knelt in front of Lena, staring at her thick, glistening strap-on cock covered in my own creamy cum. “Clean it,” she ordered, voice low and commanding. She grabbed a fistful of my hair and slapped the wet cock against my cheek. “Taste how slutty your pussy is.”

Bright quickly chipped in, as Richard sat quietly like he wasn't in the room, or he didn't hear me shouting at him. "Except for you, all those other ladies you saw agreed to be sold to the mafia men. They were not kidnapped or forced to be sold. They were only just tied up, as a sign of surrendering to the men. You know the BDSM romance. A sèxual practices that include bondage, discipline, dominance, submission, and sadism." My jaw dropped as I looked at Bright in shock.

Ava discreetly pointed her chin in the direction of a darker corner with two women whipping their submissive men. "Oh, that's Mistress Nyx and her slave. They're friends of ours. The whips are made from soft rubber, so they don't do any real damage to one another. The lady you saw the other day is a rodeo star and uses real leather. She's very skilled and one of the few we allow to do that display." Rebecca explained as she nodded toward them. "So, that's why I was told to check out the BDSM club without your Master before your first time, I suppose. It's not at all what I expected when I'm not focused on sex," Ava told her with a slight shake of her head. "I was so nervous that night."

“What can I say? I asked for rough and he delivered. Hands tied to the headboard, spanked raw, fucked so hard I saw stars and squirted all over the sheets multiple times. Girl, I think my pussy is ruined in the best way possible.” Zoe burst out laughing, leaning against Mia for support. “Ruined? Babe, you’re glowing like you just discovered the meaning of life through dick. Spill everything. Was he big? Did he talk dirty? Did you beg?” I leaned in closer, voice dropping but still teasing. “Huge. And yes he pounded me like he was trying to break the bed. Called me his good little slut while he slapped my boobs and asd. I came so many times I lost count. And when he finally filled me up… God,

"Yeah, she is beautiful and pretty, but what if she isn't my type?" Karina, who all that while was looking at Alpha Killan with hope brewing in her eyes, chipped in to try and make him agree to their offer: "Sir, that girl is exactly your type." She hasn't been touched yet, and also, you like petite girls, don't you? And yes, when it comes to BDSM or whatever it's called, she is a slave. "We've heard you are a master." She lied. She would say whatever she wanted, as long as he agreed.

She halts to a stop and watches the lady as if she's everything to her "Are you a bad girl Lilly" pencil skirt asked. She starts to run her heel up and down Lilly's folds "Yes," Lilly whispers and the pencil skirt looks at her with amusement. Girls dressed like the girl Trixie walk onto the stage with a chair, ropes, and whip things. Is this BDSM like the shit in books? Am I watching a BDSM thing? Oh fuck I'm watching a BDSM show with two girls