Trix of the Trade

Trix of the Trade

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She stares down at me with hunger in her eyes. Licking her crimson lips eyeing me up like a meal. Pouncing like a lion as it takes down its prey. Shes wicked and cruel and ... Dominate. And I LOVE it!
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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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