Secret Ending Vanderwood

Secret Ending Vanderwood

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For all my girls out there that stan Vandy, the handsome man with a bad hairstyle and no route. ~~~~~~~~~~ I sat in my the common area, tapping my foot anxiously waiting for my name to be called above the intercom. There were five or six others left in the room, all displaying different expressions. I look down at my feet, watching as one bounces up and down with anticipation. I'm too curious. I'm too curious to wait any longer, I need to find out who my supervisor is. I tap my finger on my leg and look around the room again, the walls are a boring light gray where the tiles are black with white speckles. "Calling L/N, F/N" I hear from above me, I quickly stand up and walk carefully to the desk. The man behind the desk points me into the direction I need to go, I follow his instructions and end up in front of a brown door. I turn the handle and pull it open it, walking in after. I see a man with fairly puffy brown hair wearing multiple layers of black and a small blazer with animal print at the other side of the table, facing me. I walk up to the table and look at him for a moment, he sighs and says in a slightly disappointed tone, "So you're my trainee... Y/N?" ~~~~ All characters belong to Cheritz Cover Art is not mine
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"Are you alright, Darling?" Vanya slyly asks as I sit on her lap and she bumps her knee up and down, hitting every sensitive spot. I bury my face in her neck, gasping for air, my nails digging into her back as she keeps lifting her knee towards my core. She's barely doing anything and I'm already a mess, and she knows it. Her hand darts to my neck, gently squeezing the sides of it, leaving just enough space for me to breathe and answer her as she demands that I answer her. "Answer me, Darling. Tell your daddy what's wrong," she demands, forcing me to look into her eyes, never stopping her knee movements. As she presses her knee into my core, she starts moving her knee in small circles, enjoying my quiet whimpers and moans. "I'm alright," I finally answer. Vanya, with a sly smile, roughly kisses me, slipping her tongue into my mouth as I gasp. Her hands drift from my throat to my hips, rolling up my skirt until she can fiddle with the elastic band of my underwear, picking it off my skin and letting go so that it slaps against my skin. I moan at the feeling. Vanya gently lifts my hips, never giving me a chance to break my lips away from hers as she moves my underwear to the side, slipping her dick into me, my walls stretching wide around her, struggling to adjust to her size. I stop her as she starts thrusting deeply and quickly into me, unable to handle the overstimulation. "Come on, Darling. You can take it for me, can't you?" She hisses in my ear. "Now why don't you ride daddy's dick like the good girl you are. Don't worry about being quiet either. My office is soundproof." **** A girl who, as a joke with a friend, who claimed while drunk to possess magic, tells them to prove it. Little did she know she should have been more specific... It's been 200 years since that joke.

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