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The voice is deep, and although refined, sounds dangerous. Then I hear another voice------ voices I mean. “She’s trembling.” “She’s ready.” “Slut already knows what she came for.” Slut. That words that's an insult to some makes my breath hitch, and my thighs clench together. I have never been normal, and although I'm ashamed of my needs and urges, that's exactly why I'm here; to do sick, degrading things that normal people will throw up at. Pain makes me quiver, humiliation makes me leak pussy juices down my legs and degrading words bring me pure, dirty pleasure.

“More touching, less talking. Hurry up and get naked.” [Smut scene was cut here and made available only to pa+reons for USD1 per month. The total length of this chapter is 3k words. Kindly support me as the creator for value-added content. No amount of complaining will make me publish it for free because the smut scene will not affect the story-telling. Unreasonable insults to the author without justified reasons will also not be tolerated and will be reported. Thank you for the support and if you're alright with regular content, please continue enjoying the rest of Time Cross Academy.]

I almost blacked out when I saw her message. I had heard stories about the seedy underbelly of businesses like this: smut videos, softcore porn sold quietly under the table. But could my own wife really be doing something like that? I wrote: [So if I join your club, you'll show me even more? But what is "more"? Show me. I'll join if it satisfies me.] "Oh no, that's not very nice! You have to pay to see them. That's only fair, Daddy! I promise you won't regret the membership fee once you see what I have," she purred in a sultry voice note.

When I peek up, I see Zen sitting against the tree at my side “So, what was the holy avowal about?” “Copulation.” Now that I’ve said it, I’m reminded of the writing all too suddenly. I’m cringing all over! “It was just… too much, you know?! In writing, there’s a thing called too much smut!” I ramble on, gesturing with my hands and keeping my eyes firmly on the tree trunk “If you’re gonna write it, at least make it enjoyable to read! That was just… too coarse! Do you know how much I had to skip over? Oh wait, was it visible on my face that I’m embarrassed? Could people tell?!”

he smiles, running his fingers through my curls as I pull out of his arms. “I thought so too.” I smile, still refusing to cry. “Okay, so remember, tomorrow you need to set your online profile up, and I want you to use the pen name “The Smut Slut”. I nod, making a mental note of the name. “The quicker you set it up, the quicker you can start working. All dates will be run by me first just to make sure you're not being sent off with a fucking weirdo, a killer, or someone who's just bad news. I'll take care of you like I promised, Savage, so don't worry your pretty little head about a thing.” He knocks back a shot of tequila and smiles, grabbing Lexi and pulling her onto his lap. “Alright, I'll

Seriously, I didn't wanted smut in the story but there were people who wanted so I uploaded. I don't know maybe I'll remove this chapter later..🙃❤

"Good slut. Sleep now, dream of me using you." Dawn crept, pain throbbing constant reminder. Mia knocked— "Up yet?" I panicked, Jax slipping out window quiet, cock print on my mind. Dressed slow, pussy leaking cum down thighs, sore walk to kitchen. His eyes met mine over coffee, smirk promising: "Anytime." Dirty heat simmered weekend far from done, brother's claim deeper. But guilt twisted with lust Mia chatting clueless, her brother’s cum inside me. He cornered me later by sink, hand under skirt quick fingers sliding folds, parting open. "Shh, anytime quickie," growled dirty.

Thumb smeared the bead of liquid over the slit. "Fuck...Sandra.." His hips jerked. "Gonna make me come too soon if you keep that up." "I want you bare," I said, voice raw. "Want to feel every inch stretch me open." He froze for a second. Then nodded. "I'm clean. Tested last month. You?" "Clean. On the pill." I spread my legs wider. "Fuck me raw, Damon. Fill me up." A guttural sound tore from his throat.

There was an earnest look in her eyes and despite all of her teasing, over the top reactions to reading smut, he did trust her to keep her word. “What area do you cover if Rose does BDSM and Robert does the low level smut?” he enquired curiously. He had been wondering for a while now. Meghan simply winked at him and he knew she had no intent of telling him. “You’ll find out next week!” she squealed. Zach looked over at Becca to see if she would be willing to tell him. Her face was amused. “The idea is to ease the intern into editing all kinds of smut,” she explained. “Meghan covers the slightly more graphic end of things. I do all areas to cover the workload and Adam is sharing it right now.

DANGEROUS ADDICTION: SEX, LOVE AND SCADAL "Everything I hate...Yet Crave." A COLLECTION OF STEAMY SEXUAL FANTASIES. This story contains smut, therefore caution advised if you are underaged, please do not read or if you would feel uncomfortable with extremely explicit sexual contents. Stay away if you are not a fan of self gratification, taboos and non-committal relationships. If you feel like you can read on then be my adorable guest on a highly steamy and pleasurable journey that will leave you so high, horny and sexually active only at reading. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK OF HORNINESS