I'm The Real Deal

I'm The Real Deal

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"You think I'm...simple?" She asks, looking over her book at me with those intimidating yet fascinating pink eyes. "I didn't say that," I reply defensively, but it feels week. Her eyes glance back at her page as she lets out a chuckle. Her fingers fold the top corner of my he page and she closes it with a soft but profound snap. She sets it on the desk next to her and gets off, taking a small step towards me. I feel my throat crawl into my stomach as she looks at me, examining me with the respect of a dead animal. I hold my ground though as her rose eyes wander up to mine, looking right through me. "Alright," she says in a loud whisper. A smirk plays on her pink lips, making my heart thump with fear and respect. She takes another step until we're nose to nose, her soft flowery smell surrounding me, filling my senses. "We'll just have to see, won't we?" She whispers, moving to be right up next to my ear. I shiver and with one last laugh she is gone, her flowery scent lingering.
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This feels so wrong, I can't help but think as I'm perched on the edge of her desk, my legs spread wide as my knuckles turn white from gripping the edge so tightly as she sucks and bites at my inner thighs as I whimper. Her hands hold my thighs far apart, biting harder whenever I try to snap my legs shut, ignoring my whimpers for her to stop. I know she's used to doing this but I'm not. Especially not in a place so public as her office. People are almost constantly coming and going from it. I know she locked the door when she pinned me against it earlier and began smashing her lips against mine, slipping her tongue in to play with mine but I'm still anxious that someone will disturb us. My fingers grip into her hair as I pull her face away from my inner thighs, her eyes playfully glancing up at me as she notices the tomato-coloured flush covering my face. "What's wrong, lovely?" She teasingly whispers, her hands continuing to play with my thick thighs. "Come on, tell daddy what's wrong." "I'm not really comfortable..." I utter making her arch a beautiful brow. "Oh, I'm sure when I'm fucking you that'll be the last of your worries," she chuckles, standing up so that she can lean over me as one of her hands slithers around my waist to support me as I lean away from her. Without any warning she rubs her large bulge against me making a muffled moan leave my lips. She kisses and sucks at my neck, definitely going to leave hickeys as I try to resist. "Just relax for me, love. I promise I'll be gentle."For some reason I don't believe her, especially as her fingers begin to roughly rub my sensitive bundle of nerves with a sly smile. "Just enjoy the feeling. I'll make sure to take care of you if you pass out." *** Haelyn doesn't recall anything before she woke up in the middle of nowhere, her body in pain and feeling...different. She has no clue as to what happened to her until she finally can look at her new reflection.

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