Does It Have To Be This Way?
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"Does It have to be this way?" I asked Caius as he touched my side.
"Yes for now, itll be different soon. Its all just an act. Its the safest way for us to be together," Caius said. "I promise to never hurt you," he said. "You must trust me for this to work and for you to be safe.
I hesitated a minute. Was this a bad idea? Agreeing to be a pet in everyone elses eyes but a mate in his? "I trust you," I whispered.
Content warning -
This story will contain many sexual aspects that may be triggering for some.
Here are some of the aspects that will be in this story.
- Consensual non consent
- bondage
- degradation
- BDSM
- impact play
- threesum
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