روايات وقصص ضمن Submissive Sarah

Philip Sarah, my ex-wife, is now entangled with Bronn Martin. From Amir Benner to a computer software developer, she seems to have a penchant for wealthy men, a fact that stirs a deep-seated fury within me. She still retains a youthful allure, with her sophisticated, wavy brown hair cascading down her back. It struck me that she is now twenty-three, no longer the young teenager who once stood beside me in marriage. Her skin seemed to radiate under the gentle washroom lighting, and she was draped in a seductive dark dress that tempted sinful thoughts.

He lets out a sarcastic laugh and spreads my thighs wide to position himself. - No... please... - Hush... don't waste your strength, you'll need it to satisfy me. - I don't want to satisfy you, go see the other one, I don't want you to touch me, I hate you so much. - And I love seeing you submissive and offered to me. You are mine and forever.

He lit up as though he had just earned himself a medal. “He was getting annoying, don’t you think?” Sarah said, her voice light, lilting with glee. She wasn’t manic in the way Adam had been, with his jittery eyes and hyperactive excitement. She wasn’t driven by some unstoppable obsession that poured out in every twitch and every word. No—Sarah’s madness was different. Cold. Controlled. A flame hidden behind a smile that flickered and snapped whenever she chose to feed it. She sauntered forward, her yellow dress swishing about her knees, and stopped by Adam’s still body. Her nose wrinkled like she found the sight of him beneath her distasteful, like he was something spilled on her perfectly c

"Hmm... Mountravven, right?" "Yes, milady." It didn't take long for Sarah to adapt to the house like a mistress. Even though there were only two people serving her, she was content with her current life. But humans can't be complacent, right? So she needs to try again to improve her quality of life. It was the day when Hayden troops returned from the monster subjugation mission. In that mission, Sarah was introduced as Sergei, who will be tasked with accompanying Hayden. That same day, Sarah saw Fuschia for the first time.

I queried when I let my fingers trail her spine sending shivers down to her core, my voice was a mix of dark and husky which made her cunt drip her juices more as the smell of her arousal filled the room. "Yes, please." She said, too lost in whatever I'm making her feel, and to say I was pleased would be an understatement. It was such a bliss for me to see her like this, submissive and obedient, giving all her control to me and trusting me fully with no hesitation. And I would never do a thing to let her lose the trust she had in me. I know her body more than mine. Her every curve was an art in itself. Sarah was everything I need, and crave. She was beyond perfect. At least to me, she was. E

Even if she succeeds in aborting Richard’s plan, Sarah knew she wouldn’t be alive to tell the details and she wouldn’t want the world to know that the once respected, detective Sarah, became a harlot as that was going to be the description of her going by her costume. Besides, outwitting the almighty Richard would be an impossible mission. So, trying to do so now may be an attempt to commit suicide. She needed to cooperate with him at the moment until she finds a better way of bringing Richard to his knees. As if possessed by the devil, she wriggled her waist in a captivating way that made other women around William feel inferior. They dispersed one after the other, allowing William the spac

I took a step back, my voice laced with surprise and discomfort. "Sarah, what are you doing here?" I asked, trying to keep my tone firm and composed despite the sudden surge of heat that ran through my veins. Sarah's lips curled into a seductive smile, her eyes glimmering with an undeniable allure. She took a deliberate look step forward, her movements oozing with confidence. "Levi," she purred, her voice dripping with innuendo. "Are you planning on returning to the pack house tonight?"

“You over there, let's talk about this somewhere private. I want to avoid causing a big scene for nothing. How about you go freshen up and change out of these clothes and come back to meet-” “In private? You want to discuss this in private so that you can offer me money to shut me up, right? Your money can't bring back the dead nor can it fix something passed down from generations!” Sarah was so hung up and determined in making Eva look bad and making her appear like the typical, characteristic rich woman. Although the servant originally disliked Sarah because of the way she always flaunted around to them and made them do most of her tasks using the excuse that her position was slightly bett

Sarah looked like she wanted to run away, but since Frank's strength was greater than hers, Sarah's legs were pulled and her body was immediately pinned down. "Ah... shut up, Sarah; we both want it," Frank sighed as his junior was forcibly inserted into Sarah's private area. "Ah, why didn't we do it a long time ago?" Frank sighed again with a facial expression full of pleasure as all his juniors entered deeply. Sarah's body moved up and down; she finally surrendered even though she initially resisted, especially since Frank's body looked burly and his passion dominated her. Sarah even forgot who she was playing with at this time; moreover, what the woman needed at this time was inner satisfa

Cassian’s gaze flicked to me, something dark and knowing flashing behind his eyes. “Sarah’s one of my best clients,” he said casually. “We’ve been working together for two years. Today’s theme is surrender in silk. Very tasteful. Very expensive.” Sarah laughed and shrugged off her coat, letting it pool on the floor. Underneath she wore nothing but a black silk robe so thin it was practically transparent. Her body was flawless, toned and tanned and shameless. She stepped out of her heels, rolled her shoulders, and the robe slipped lower, revealing the curve of one breast.