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The Dom Silent Screams
Read more: The Dom Silent ScreamsMy Inner Goddess, perhaps too eager, began her celebratory dance a bit prematurely. She swirled in excitement, her glee bubbling over, certain that I had already claimed my victory as his breath came in short, labored breaths.
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The Dom The Perfect Ten
Read more: The Dom The Perfect TenAs I basked in the afterglow of the flower’s caress, a pause, a brief span of nothing, enveloped me. Inhaling, I felt my skin tighten, each nerve flaring in foresight of the impending pain. What implement would come next?
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The Dom Dessert First
Read more: The Dom Dessert FirstI gave a prolonged moan as he treated me to slow, permissive licks as one would with a cone of ambrosial gelato. I felt decadent, a sweet treat for his pleasure.
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The Dom Mercy
Read more: The Dom MercyI shifted restlessly, imploring for more. He could do more, and I could certainly take more. Love pats turned to smacks, and still, I bore the retribution without wincing. The leather was a barrier mitigating the harsh sting of a traditional spanking.
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The Dom Unbuttoned
Read more: The Dom UnbuttonedI had specially chosen this particular naughty garment days in advance, knowing the cut of the booty shorts would perfectly accentuate my peached assets, and the deep V of the neckline, leading to the aforementioned buttons, would artistically reveal the newly acquired tattoo emblazoned on both rounded breasts and narrow sternum.
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The Dom My Back!
Read more: The Dom My Back!Had I sustained an injury cuming so acutely?! I frantically tapped the Demigod’s bulging biceps in a timeout request.
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The Dom Taken
Read more: The Dom TakenFirst, the Demigod moved toward me. His power wafted from his nude body the way heat simmers from a burning flame. Reaching around me, his fingers found my pearl, teasing and swirling as she swelled with need coming on his skilled fingers.
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The Dom Promises
Read more: The Dom PromisesI attempted to quiet my cry, jaw clenched in restraint, but the Demigod knew better and took it as a personal challenge to redouble his efforts until my joy overshadowed the lilting melody.
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The Dom Slow & Sensual
Read more: The Dom Slow & SensualThe Demigod rose from between my noticeably weak and trembling limbs, his fingers connecting with my ripe inner jewel as I positioned my back onto the bed. Once more, the Demigod was mindful of our prearrangement and kept his movements steady but not aggressive.
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The Dom: Manhandled
Read more: The Dom: ManhandledWith savage intent, the Demigod reached one hand forward, and grabbing from the roots, he gathered my sapphire hair in his palm and over-arched my head back. His vicious incursion redoubled, the force of our bodies drowning out the playlist floating throughout the small room.