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𝐿𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑛 ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑎 𝑛𝑦𝑚𝑝ℎ𝑒𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒☁️𝐼 ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑝𝑠 𝑦𝑎𝑙𝑙💗 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚.. ~♡ *𝑢𝑝𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑐𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑡ℎ* #rico 2\25\20

This gives tips on nymphet fashion, actions, other influencers, skin care, content making, etc. I will try to update every week!! I will also be showing different types of this style and talking about the good and bad of it and the community!

˚꒰ coquette lifestyle. ˚ˑ ♡ ͎·˚ ︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶༉ ⊹ ⋆ﾟ꒰ఎ recommend to ages 14+ ໒꒱ ⋆ﾟ⊹ ೃ;୭̥ any triggering chapters will always have warnings ෆ ╰ - ୨♡୧ - - - made with love, by Bunny ₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎♡

𝐵𝑜𝑛𝑗𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑚𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑦𝑚𝑝ℎ 𝑐𝑙𝑖𝑞𝑢𝑒♡

Hello my name is Hay. This is my tips and tricks and about my life as a nymphette!!

teacher's pet 💗🍒💗🍓💗 (in which a sugary sweet yet bratty girl finds herself with the help of a damaged professor)

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

Falling into the fiery hell she created must've been the perfect way for her to die. The other woman would then become the heroine that saved the town's people from the mad queen that burnt half of the population down and the duke would become the hero that protected the heroine. They would then be wed and have little children. They would live happily in the new world that they would create after vanquishing the evil queen. They would then lead the people unto a prosperous era of peace. Just... Where?... Where did I go wrong? When I am reborn, will you please give me a simple life?

[COMPLETED] "You were mine the second you stepped foot in my club. He growled into my ear making my whole body burn with need. "Knees. Now." My knees threatened to bend and fall to the ground, but I have to stand my ground, I can't back out now. He promised punishment and I wanted to see just how much he was willing to let me take. "I don't belong to anyone but myself." I snapped back, surprised that it came out of my mouth. "You have one more chance. Knees." His eyes were no longer it's regular light color but now almost completely black and full of lust as I stood still, not moving an inch. "Wrong move baby," he chuckled, "if you want to act like a brat then you'll be treated like one too." He wraps a hand around my throat pulling me closer and whispers in my ear,- "I'm going to have your sweet voice begging and begging for me and when I finally let you have it, you'll have it over and over again to the point you'll be begging for me to stop." I gulped and then nodded, this was going to be a long night. "Words my love." He chuckled at the sight of me trembling with his hand around my throat, tightening it. "Y-yes sir." Was all I managed to splurr out. What was once a strong independent woman who stood her ground, was a girl who was wanting and begging to be punished. "I want you naked, kneeling and waiting for me in your bedroom, I have some work to take care of. I'll be there after." Then without another word, he walked away. ------