𝘚𝘮𝘶𝘵, female oral, pet names, obsession, degradation 不客气 。;)
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You joint awake, You don't remember anything you take notice of a feeling of pain on the back of your head.
As You look down at your figure you are no longer dressed in a patient gown rather wearing a pair of sweats and a slightly opened white button shirt You don't re called being put down.
As You are trying to remember what happened You take noticed That you are fairly large room not the ones in the facility.
Rather a normal room with decorated plain white flower walls. Your head snaps looking towards the door after hearing it creek open
He walks in, your eyes lock onto his figure. "Somebody is awake" he says, you are already sitting up ready to question him but before u even get the chance he says
"Do you want to bathe ?" , eyes softening at the way you twitch at his words You're so tiny compared to him, and it makes him excited.
He's tall, handsome and well built as-well.
He feels his chest expand with the need to own you, to protect you and never let anyone near you.
Your his princess, bitch. His alone.
You nod.
"It's here. Take your time," he says and drags you along to the bathroom. He can't help the smile as you look around the large room, the wooden floors
He places a gentle arm around your waist and kisses behind your ear.
"I have powers. I will take care of you, You will never need to be afraid of papa hurting you again."
Your movements accidentally brush against his crotch. He lets out a low, contented groan as he inhales. Oh, how he wants to push you on the bathroom counter, rip your clothes off and bury himself between your thighs.
He wants you trembling and mewling against his actions. As he claims those beautiful unused holes and takes you as his.
But, he holds it back. You're still tense. He knows you still don't trust him, it makes him angry but soon enough.
He will put you in line and remind you of your place if need to, but where he can help it, he wants you to respect him because you adore and love him.
He lets his hand stray just slightly to rub your inner thigh. His large palm gently raises, massages your clothed clit his hand drops.
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𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴 - 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳
Romance"𝘑𝘰𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴" "𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦," 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘬, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘳-𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯...