my queen

my queen

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Since a long time ago, I already gave up on my claim for what is rightfully mine. Since my stepmother wanted me to marry someone she could manipulate and father said I couldn't get the title if I'm is not married. And somehow I ended up right before her. "Is there something wrong, pet?" "No my queen, I was just thinking..."
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Guys, just so you know this story is fictitious. A relationship or any of this would not happen this quickly. I'll try to write one more... Realistic sometime. Please enjoy though!! I saw her. I watched in amazement as she walked through doors of my college. Black pants with grey and black striped button up shirt. Her hair, dark brown, fell beautifully down her back. She kept kinda quiet but not in a shy way. She gave off an aura of confidence. She had a fire in her eyes. My knees went weak as my heart pace raced as she passed by. I had to hold my locker to keep standing and I swear... She glanced at me and smirked when she saw me. My name is Jack. A simple name, a simple guy, with a simple insatiable desire. To serve. I'm a pet, a slave, a submissive. I knew when I saw her... I knew I belonged to her.

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