BADA LEE as Your Deranged Stalker

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I let myself be devoured by Bada.

Am I unwittingly becoming a martyr, sacrificing my emotional well-being for the sake of granting her unwavering control over me?

Am I inadvertently offering up my own heart as a sacrifice, enduring the excruciating pain of unrequited love from her?

The agony of unreciprocated affection courses through me, and I can't deny to myself that I wonder sometimes...

whether my willingness to bear this torment makes me a martyr to a love that may never be truly returned.

But I already asked for this.

I stayed as my testimony of my unconditional love for Bada.

I am willing to be her toy.

I'll do everything, anything for her.

My hand grips on het hair as I draw her closer to me.

My lips parted, eager to taste her...

and my tongue caress her mouth in a dance of desire.

The nape of my neck was seized by her hand, a firm and possessive grip that my body beseech for.

At the same time, her other hand moved down my back and settled at the lower part of my spine. It's warm and gentle.

"Why do you always have this effect on me, Kathreen?" she whispered softly in between our kisses.

Effect? What does she mean by that?

Bada closes her eyes and presses her forehead against mine...

allowing us both to steady our racing breaths. After a brief moment, she brushed her lips against my forehead, inhaling deeply.

Her nose buried in my hair.

Reluctantly, she withdraw..

putting an inch between us.

But I couldn't let her slip away.
I seized her arm, pulling her back to me.

An urgency in my voice escape as I say, "No, you're not leaving me like this," my words echoing with an insatiable need for her.

Bada gazed into my eyes. Her dilated pupils swallowing the hazel hue of her irises, leaving only a faint ring around them.

"I want you, Bada," I pleaded in a whisper.

Following my confession, an electric thrill coursed through me as I sensed her hands firmly encircle my waist. As if she were anchoring herself to my desire. With a gentle yet deliberate motion, she lift me onto the sink.

My body instinctively arched with anticipation and I willingly parted my legs for her.

Bada pressed herself against mine and our kisses felt like unending embrace, a passionate exchange that left us lost in each other.

In a breathtaking rush of longing, Bada deftly lowered my panties and removed my white T-shirt, leaving me entirely exposed and vulnerable before her.

I could see in her eyes the adoration she felt for me in that very moment.

It made me blush, a deep crimson hue spreading across my cheeks and I gazed upon her with a heart filled with longing.

A silent prayer echoed in the recesses of my mind: Could she remain like this with me eternally?

I would willingly give everything for that wish to come true, even if it meant sacrificing my very existence.

My body remained still and my mouth is slightly open. Bada leans back to kiss me again and I succumbed.

One of her hands now caressing my breast, her thumb slowly rolls the end of my nipple, elongating it while the other journeys down, rubbing my in between.

"You're already so ready for me," her voice oozed with a seductive allure and a sultry moan escaped my lips.

To my surprise, she audaciously guided her body downward. An otherworldly euphoria washed over me sending shivers down my spine as I felt the caress of her tongue, kissing and dipping into my inside.

I clenched her hair with an increasingly desperate grasp, she deftly slide her two fingers down there and the symphony of sensations orchestrated by the dance of her tongue and the bewitching caress of her fingers inside me pushed me to the cliff of ecstasy...

making it feel as though my very sanity is slipping away, spiraling into a tempest of desire and surrender.

A long gasp wrought from the depths of my ecstasy escaped, my quivering lips, as waves of pleasure washed over me.

Oh my... Bada.