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"You were only the second woman I'd ever done that for. The dominatrix who Master used to teach me was the first woman I'd been with. I prefer men. Master is more comfortable if I'm with women since he is my husband." "Speaking of which, is it true you arranged for the other woman to submit to your Master?" "She observed something Thursday night and wished to become like me. She asked and I agreed I would have no objection." Gwen inserted three fingers in my cunt and I gasped and climaxed, humping her hand. My hands remained behind my neck though I wanted nothing more than to grab her and control her manipulation of my pussy. "What did she see?"

She shrugs the male's arm off her shoulders and glares at me. "Yes, a woman. Got a problem with that WolfMan," my mate snaps. I'm in shock at her blatant disrespect, and I burst out laughing. Of course, the moon goddess gives me the strongest-willed female human she can find. The male looks scared and angry at my laughter. "Yes, she is my business partner, and to be honest, she is the one who handles most of the manual labor. We would appreciate your respect, and if that's not possible, we will take this time to leave," the male says with a glare.

She had that kind of calmness and confidence that was exuding from deep within. "Woman! I forbid you to leave me! That's a must!" The man suddenly hugged Ruth very domineeringly. He was very strong, so Ruth was unable to break free from him at all. Of course, she also had never wanted to break free, to begin with. She just snuggled in Ryan's arms like that, and gradually, both of them got into the mood. The man then threw the woman onto the middle of the bed. The woman called out gently. "Ryan…"

I did not know that someone could transform to the best version in less than a year. For a while, I was somewhat happy that I was going to get married to such an elegant woman. At least, there would be more women making themselves available because they would think that Olivia was a major competition when she did not even care. But my thoughts were short-lived when she started asking me questions. I understood that she was frustrated about me sleeping with another woman instead of meeting up with her, but, the questions made me feel little. I hated when anyone questioned me, and it was usually women that questioned me. It was one of the reasons I hated trying to have a regular conversation

“You think being a man means lifting your hands against a woman who has no one to defend her? You think being a man means hiding behind your mother’s skirt and stealing a woman’s peace? Let me tell you something today. A woman can be a thousand times more powerful than you will ever dream to be! We carry life, we build empires from nothing, and we can tear your whole miserable world down if we choose to!” She was legitimately yelling at him now, her finger pointing straight at his face, her body vibrating with an intense, raw energy. “If you had even a single drop of real love or humanity in your rotten body, you would know that a wife is a partner, not a slave!” Nova continued to shout, her

“Women make men weaker.” “No.” I release a chuckle that’s void of any humor. “In fact, they make us stronger. It’s you that is pathetic and weak. To abuse women for your own sick, twisted fantasies and I think that proves a lot about your bruised masculinity.” Damon’s eyes glow with rage, but when he jolts forward, the knife slices into his face. He howls in agony as he tugs back, a flap of skin now dangling over his stubbled jaw. “You motherfucker.”

At the other end of the phone, the man’s low and indifferent voice sounded " I have been following the lady as per your request, President. It appears something has happened to her family member as she just got a taxi to the hospital. She doesn’t look good and is very anxious. I'm about to head in and ask ?” The driver would not dare to gossip usually. This was the first time Mr Leon had asked him to follow someone, and it was a woman. This woman had come out of Mr Leon's room this morning! He's never seen Me Leon with a woman since he worked for him as a driver. He is always indifferent when it came to women. Before her, not even the shadow of a woman was around Mr Leon! The man on the othe

“She explicitly wants this. She thoroughly enjoys the intense struggle of taking a man of that size.” Seriously? Given how incredibly painful the scene looks, I can’t even begin to comprehend why. And it looks like the woman is about to fail. Even though the hooded man is pounding away into her body, at least three inches of his length remain outside of her. The woman’s well-dressed Dom suddenly stands up from his chair, doffing his dark blue blazer and sauntering across the room. He lifts her head up toward him by fisting a handful of her hair and yanking it back roughly.

With a quick movement, the man turned the woman around so that she was prone on his lap. "Hey!" The woman's scream was followed by Stev's low moaning that led him hand everywhere. "Stop your hand!" The woman warned. “Well … I'll smoke a lot after this. What if you do something that makes me switch my addiction from my cigarettes?" Bella squealed softly while plucking the grass in front of her out of boredom. She seemed to know what was on the man's mind. "Do not want. You will definitely do things that are not good to me," replied the woman.

But when a woman was already established—whether never married or divorced—it became a different game entirely. Men feared women like us. Many were raised to lead, to dominate, to have the final say in every matter. So when they met a woman who made her own decisions and could not be easily controlled, their egos stumbled. And yet, Adrian had stepped forward. Boldly. Without hesitation. The truth was, he was soft-spoken, but his charm was powerful. The way he spoke, the way he listened, the way he looked at me as though I wasn’t just desirable, but understood—that had a way of undoing my defenses.