"Master, just fuck me so hard that I can cum on your face."
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" 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄, 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐋 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐇𝐒𝐄, 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐔𝐌𝐀, 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 ( 𝐧𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝 ) "
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Abhim...
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In the dimly lit chamber, shadows danced across the walls, illuminated by a solitary 8-watt bulb hanging from the ceiling. Sharp implements adorned the walls - knives, whips, belts, and handcuffs - casting an ominous aura over the room.
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Yet, the one enduring the torment was none other than Ms. Shivnya Rajvanshi, the formidable owner of a thriving business empire. Each crack of the whip elicited a hiss of pain from Shivnya's lips. "Harder," she commanded, her voice tinged with a mixture of agony and authority. The punishment intensified, leaving welts and small cuts in its wake, painting her skin with streaks of crimson (like a PSYCHOPATH , which gave her pain like nothing else.
Despite the brutality, there were no screams in the chamber, only tears and silent anguish. After what felt like an eternity, Shivnya dressed her wounds and retreated to an adjacent room for much-needed rest.
Her slumber was abruptly interrupted by a phone call from her chachi , Mrs. Kamini Moksh Rajvanshi. The news she received was shocking - it was her brother's engagement day, and Shivnya was expected to attend promptly.
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She was on her private jet, heading to her elder brother's engagement. Shivnya knew she had to be on time; otherwise, her chachi would give her yet another lecture. She had already received an earful over the phone.
