HER DOMINANCE

HER DOMINANCE

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Jun 30, 2024
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"You are nothing without me. I gave you the life you have. No one will ever love you but me because only I could love someone like you, someone that looks like you. I run things in this relationship, not you, not ever. Understood pet?" he spat at her crouching body. " Y-yes, yes Master. " she mumbled out weakly. Her voice was too hoarse to speak louder and so he kicked her in the stomach. " You Fucking ungrateful whore!! You're lucky I pity you, you dirty slut! Now get dressed and clean up this mess. " he shouted with such venom in his voice. He left her cowering in the corner, as she tried to gain some composure and get back on her feet. The bruises and gashes on her tanned, smooth skin burned as sweath and tears flowed across them. The pain was surreal both physically and mentally. Months ago, she'd never imagine, him turning on her like this. The perfect dominant was anything but and his reputation lived nothing up to his truth. It was worse, far worse. She saw the red flags, the signs, the rumours but carelessly dived into treacherous waters. Never would she let anyone dominate her like that again! Never!
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"This room will hold your highest pleasure... and your deepest pain. I'm going to bring you to the edge-until you're shaking, screaming, begging with a voice you can barely use. I'll hurt you in ways that make your body rebel and crave it all at once. I'll beat you. Bruise you. Etch my ownership into your skin. Do you know why?" he asked, voice like velvet-wrapped steel. "Because I own you, Lahni. Every inch of you. Your moans, your tears, your pleasure, your pain-they all belong to me. You're my toy to break apart and rebuild how I see fit." I moaned without meaning to-my pussy pulsed, my skin flushed hot. His dominance soaked into me like heat into bone. And just like that, my will surrendered, piece by trembling piece.

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