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Fallen

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Reads 51,600
Votes 1,583
Parts 28
Time 3h 27m

Mature

dark darklove darkromance depresing depressing depression horror obsession possessive psychotic pyscho sadstory scary thriller trauma undiscovered

I sob deliberately.
If this person is what I'm thinking then I have to fiddle the cards or else it will be a pain-pleasure game.

I wanted to feel this, deep down I wanted to do this but with the state.

What kind of a kink is this?
Fifty shades of 365 DNI?

I can't control my sobbing, the 
" Please, I beg you", it came out as a whisper to the breeze.

" Stay perfectly still my dear" the person finally gave a gender reveal with its sinister commanding voice.

I can feel him parting my legs more to accommodate his position.

" I don't want you to whimper or make any unnecessary movements while I taste you or Else. . . ."






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