"With a swift motion he entered me and I cried out, and for the first time using "foul language" as I can recall Mama saying. I felt him in me, and slowly move to push himself deeper in. It still hurt like hell, but after he began to move a bit more I grew accustomed to him. My once cries of pain became cries of pleasure as he thrusted into me. At some point in time, that I can't recall, my legs wrapped around his waist and my arms around his neck. I met his thrusts automatically. I felt myself tighten around him. And then I felt great pleasure flood out of me as I climax." •*•*•*•*•*• Shanti was born to be married, or more like sold to the highest bidder. All her life she has known this. At her first auction she was bought by the gorgeous and rich Andrew Knight. Andrew has made it clear to her that she is to refer to him as "Master". As her time with Andrew increases, Shanti begins to feel something she grew up with out. Love.

I quickly walk out of the class and try to find the bathroom. When I spot it, I walk in and wash my hands twice just to be sure. When I walk out I felt a presence behind me. I turnaround and feel a pair of strong arms wrap around me and slam me into the lockers. "What the fuck!?" I yell. I was ready to go into fight or flight mode when I suddenly freeze, recognizing who grabbed me. I realize it was the guy who growled in class. He has me trapped between him and the lockers. He lowers his face in the crook of my neck and Inhailed. "Are you smelling me?" I ask, completely dumbfounded. "Let me go!" He put his large Hand over me mouth to silence me. My eyes widen in fear. "Oh you have know idea how long I've waited for you kitten," he huskily said into my ear, causing my body to I voluntarily shiver. I looked up and saw a pair of really dark eyes. His eyes were so dark they were almost black. What happened to his green ones? "What's your name kitten," he asked as his lips brushed against my earlobe. Im terrified of what this guy was going to do. My legs almost give out From under me but I manage to stay standing and keep silent. "Oh wait," he starts. "Aviana is it?" He purrs. I look at him with wide eyes, still scared and confused. He lowers his head and gently kisses a specific spot on my neck, making me moan. I'm so confused. Why am I reacting this way. He's basically assaulting me for gods sake. He chuckles and backs away. "I'll see you soon, kitten." He disappears down the hallway, leaving me panting and confused against the wall. =============================================== I'm currently in the process of editing all the chapters after a year of taking a break from this story. Don't worry, more chapters to come!!!!

This story is really HOT. Like really really really HOT. It's essentially about a college student learning about her hidden desire to submit to a man, with the help of her roommate & a very hot dominant man. This is a MATURE story & the smut within the story is VERY smutty, so be warned! BUT there's also substance to the story & it's a good read! Enjoy my loves :* EXCERPT - He cupped my breasts, and then he snarled. "Padded bra. As if you needed one." His hands were under my sweatshirt and he hauled the bra up, roughly, and then his hands were on me, feeling, squeezing, his palms grinding against my nipples. Those hands had spanked me and somehow that changed everything. His hands mattered. I arched into them, and then my head went back and he kissed my mouth again, lips and tongue forcing my mouth to give him what he wanted. "Can't think," I said, dazed, against his lips, and he growled at me for speaking. And then one hand dove into my pants, and a finger forced inward. My knees gave out entirely. We sank to the floor and he pinned me down, violently taking my mouth with his tongue and my pussy with his finger, and I learned what happens when you almost come and stop and then are touched again. I was out of control, my legs opened and my hips tilted. His fingers moved to my clit, then back inside me... everything ached and burned and it was all I could do not to beg for more. The late night fantasies were back, but now I was living one, the man who took, demanded, forced a young girl to feel things she didn't know about - my hips tilted up further, he twisted around and sucked a nipple roughly, painfully, and every muscle in me tensed, I couldn't stop, there was only more and faster- I came in that slow, violent way that takes away all control of your limbs and slams you again and again against the floor. My noises were guttural and raw, and when my eyes were closed all I saw was his dark, demanding gaze. --- OKAY NOW GO READ!

❥ "What I'm gonna do with you, Amelia Parker?" He asked lifting me up. I squealed by the unanticipated action and restfully placed my legs around him to have a better grasp. His feet trudged slowly towards the kitchen, settling me at my countertop. "Forgive me?" I replied timidly looking down, not wanting to meet his stormy eyes. "Uh oh too bad. The things you did can't go unpunished." Spreading my thighs slowly, he stood in between them. He stroked the hair strands falling on my forehead with his fingers. ✮ Highest Ranking ✮ #3 in Submission (03.06.2022) ❥