My saviour is my master

My saviour is my master

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Not everything that glitters is gold, that's a lesson Amita learned the hard way . Bought by a cold hearted man. Question is? Will she be able to warm it up
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"Sh..." he murmured, stroking her hair. She nuzzled her face into his hand, eyes closing in bliss from the simple contact. "You've been a very bad girl, haven't you?" She nodded immediately. His hands stilled, and her eyes popped open. "Yes, sir. I'm sorry, sir," she whispered. A tear slid out of her eye. "Oh sweetheart." He moved forward, wrapping her in his arms. He dropped his face to the top of her head. "We're going to make this right-we're going to make it all better." (This is a bdsm story with real characters and a real plot. Feel free to squirm at hot and heavy scenes, but at its core, this is a story of redemption. Of real people coming together in love and community. *Warning* There are themes of abuse here as well as sexual situations. I will say that the main relationship is not abusive. This story does not glorify abusive relationships or sexualize them. The bdsm elements are entirely SSC (safe, sane, and consensual) RACK, PRICK, etc.)

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