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Never Underestimate A Blonde «Muke» by whispershood
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Michael odiaba a ese pequeño rubio tonto; pero luego aprendió algo muy importante: nunca subestimes a un rubio.
Tutú [muke] by smuket
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"-¿A qué horas son tus clases de ballet? -Eres un idiota." Empezada el: 30 de julio del 2016. Terminada el: 18 de septiembre del 2017.
milk ♡ cashton by httpbxng
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Y todo porque Calum siempre llega a la preparatoria con una mancha de leche en su ropa.
♡  C A S T Í G A M E  D A D D Y ♡ by daddyfuuuckmeee
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- Dime, ¿te portaste mal, cariño?- Sarah Williams es una chica la cual está a punto de cumplir sus 18, una adolescente bastante común se podría decir, hasta que un paquete mal entregado la hace conocer al nuevo vecino que acaba de mudarse a su edificio, vecino que la cambiará por completo el rumbo de su vida. Isaac Jonhson es un joven empresario que por causas de su trabajo y algunos problemas personales se muda a un nuevo edificio, sin saber que ahí conocería a una chica muy particular. CONTENIDO +18 BDSM DDLG KINK holap, soy melanie ;) antes daddyfuuuckme wattpad me eliminó la historia así que aquí voy de nuevo espero que tenga el mismo apoyo de antes sino lloro si no te gusta este contenido (+18, bdsm, ddlg, kink) no lo leas, o reportes, solo déjalo y ya :D lxs tqm <3
Little me by princessRosiexoxo
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Where a 24 year old who is under cover at school with his 2 best mates and is also a gang leader runs into a sweet, innocent 17 year old in the ddlg community. What will happen next...
𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲|✓ by SerpienteNegraa
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-¿Serás una buena niña para Daddy? Melody, de 18 años, era todo menos una adulta. Era una belleza que medía 1.60 y tenía grandes ojos azules y una nariz diminuta con labios carnosos naturales. Y, por supuesto, siempre fue una buena chica. Grayson, por otro lado, era un hombre de negocios serio y trabajador que medía 1.90". Tenía una mandíbula fuerte, pómulos y cabello perfectamente peinado. Además de los músculos y los abdominales que toda chica desea en un hombre. Era prácticamente uno de esos modelos que ves en una revista. Cuando ambos se encuentran, Grayson se da cuenta por primera vez de cómo se desprende un pequeño aura de ella debido a lo tímida y tímida que es Melody. Grayson pronto se siente más fascinado por ella y quiere protegerla de todos los daños que puedan surgir en su camino. ¿Cómo se desarrollará su relación o no habrá relación para empezar?♡︎ [𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐀 𝐇𝐄𝐂𝐇𝐀 𝐏𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐈́] 𝐍𝐎 𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐎 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐔́𝐍 𝐓𝐈𝐏𝐎 𝐃𝐄 𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐎́𝐍✘ 𝐈𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐨: 𝟎𝟒/𝟎𝟔/𝟐𝟏 𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐝𝐨 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐝𝐨: 𝟏𝟖/𝟎𝟗/𝟐𝟏
𝐴𝑚𝑒́𝑙𝑖𝑒 by DaddysFavouriteWine
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"If he won't treat like you want to be treated, than I will." Taking my hand he pulled me into his chest, his fingers gently gripping my chin. His eyes softly gazed down at me, suddenly turning dark. "If he can't pleasure or touch you like you want, than I will."
Small by Writerandreader17
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After being in an abusive relationship, Aly doesn't trust anyone. The slightest noise scares her and she has continuous nightmares of being beaten. She meets Darren and there's a connection instantly but she can't shake the feeling that she'll be hurt again. She wants to trust him but the pain she felt before was too much to deal with. She doesn't want to be hurt again. Rated 18+.
The Daddy Dom by CheyenneJoy1
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She felt nervous as she watched the taxi drive back down the long and winding driveway and disappear through the imposing, brass gate. She picked up her bags and turned to muster the house. It was large - the size of a small villa - with a brick facade and large white windows. The door was built of dark wood, a brass knocker nailed onto its middle. The garden surrounding it seemed immaculately kept and bore flowers in various shades of yellow which flanked the house walls. A plated stone path connected the driveway and parking area with the steps of the entrance. The entire property was shielded off from the outside by thick bushes, which could easily trump small trees in height. She swallowed. There was no turning back now. The arrangements had been made. The life she had known had been adjusted to accommodate her stay here, so far up in the countryside, so far away from the rest of the world. Hesitantly she began to walk up the path; once in front of the door she took a deep breath. This was it. Two careful knocks. Then it began: