Is it wrong for a Sarkaz Mercenary to be in a dungeon?

Is it wrong for a Sarkaz Mercenary to be in a dungeon?

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Explosions. They're like a double-edged sword - exciting and thrilling on the one hand, but also dangerous and unpredictable on the other. Some people get a rush from the sheer power and chaos of an explosion, while others are terrified by the suddenness and devastation it can cause. In the world of warfare, there are always two sides to the story. C4s and landmines are just a small part of the larger picture. While C4s may be the weapon of choice in some places, landmines are the most commonly used in others. Each side has its own perspective, its own reasons for why they choose one over the other. . . . The girl's laughter echoed through the air, wild and unhinged. It was a sound that could make even the bravest of souls shudder with fear. "HAHAHAHAHA!" she cackled, her eyes glinting with a manic energy. "Oh, how beautiful... More... More explosions! Fufufu... HAHAHAHA!" Her words were like a twisted lullaby, a dark melody that spoke of a mind consumed by a thirst for destruction
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I can't help the moan that escapes my mouth at the taste of her tongue against mine, and my hips pulse reflexively up to meet hers. But before I can reach the heat emanating from her core, she grasps my neck in her hand and pushes me away, pressing me into the couch, my breath coming out in pants once I'm disconnected from her. It takes a few seconds for my dazed eyes to make out the expression on her face, and I notice that, while her lips are swollen with my kisses, her eyebrows are pulled forward in frustration. "Kai." She lowly whispers my name and pulls the hand that isn't tightly grasping my neck out to caress my cheek. I can't tell whether to bask in her attention or obsess over the fact that I did something wrong. "Stay still," The right hand clasping my neck tightens to the point where I gasp for breath, but quickly releases soon after. My dick jumps in my briefs at the feeling and I blush, secretly hoping she didn't notice. By the way that her eyes light up and her eyebrows release to a more neutral stance, I can tell that she did. But there's no time to acknowledge that because her next words and actions render me breathless. "Remember, I am in control." She states, and then pushes her pelvis so that her heated core presses right against my aching cock. *** In which an inexperienced college freshman catches the eye of a sinful Dominatrix who wants to take every ounce of his innocence... WARNING: This story isn't limited to BDSM. It explores the kink world. And as you may or may not know, kinks go beyond pain/pleasure. If you're brave enough, check it out ;) *Trigger Warnings are provided in the first chapter* **The female lead is older by several years - suck it up sweetie, you'll survive** 110,000 - 120,000 Words

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