Brielle's done with her boring life, so she's in search of a sugar daddy. With the incoming messages, one stands out to her. A woman named Layla Holt.

"𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭." Her hot breath fans into her ear, control and dominance in her voice; her cologne rich and intoxicating. Anna's voice hitches, her senses in overdrive and her eyes full of white, gripping unto the woman's neck for dear life as those fingers increase in speed and intensity. "And let me show you, what you've been missing." • • • It is 1837 in Britain, Victorian Era, where the season of courting has begun once again and the building of the London railroads has commenced. Many bachelors from across the country are eager for the hand of the wealthy aristocrat's daughter, Annabelle Robins. It is told that her beauty is bewitching and her elegance is like no other. Nonetheless, she has denied the hand of excellent suitors, their wealth exceeding great expectations, and it is thus, that the chivalrous battle for the bachelorette's hand has begun. However, unbeknownst to the outside word, Annabelle has a secret. She is confused about her sexuality and is at a lost of who she is. That is until temptations reach her door step with hazel eyes, short black hair and a battered past. Someone she knows she would never be able to marry. They have all the wealth and all the land but it is forbidden for her to even make a glance. For they are an abomination. Taboo. A woman dressed like a man. Will Anna be able to resist the skillful hands of this dominant woman or will she fall into them and be crushed by its consequences? Read as Annabelle unwraps the lies of her life and the truths of the lady in the suit. RANKINGS #1 in Butch 15/11/2022

"We can't keep doing this" I was more trying to convince myself than her "Why not mi amor" she placed kisses against my collarbone as her hand slipped my dress of my shoulders "Because" I moaned as she found my pulse point "Because you are my boss and I'm seeing someone" She unclipped my bra, taking it off and throwing in somewhere in the room I tilted my head back in pleasure as she wrapped her lips around my swollen right nipple while she uses her hand to pinch and roll my left nipple "Fuccckk" I moan feeling the throbbing between my legs intensify She pulled back taking my nipple in between her teeth, she let it go then looked up at me "Then stop me mi amor" she said I stared into her eyes that seem to have gotten darker, she was gone there was no turning back. "I can't" I whispered "Then shut up and let me devour you" she rubbed her fingers against my clit through the dampen fabric

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[There is spelling errors and it's confusing sometimes but I'll try my best to look for them before publishing a chapter] shes the perfect dom for me.