FILTH
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  • Reads 2,976
  • Votes 45
  • Parts 10
  • Time 49m
Ongoing, First published Jul 01, 2024
Mature
WARNING: *Very very sexy*

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PREVIEW: WHAT'S INSIDE: 

"Touch yourself," I command. She smiles.
	"Where?"
	"Take your finger-just the tip of your finger. Draw circles around your breasts."
	She moves her index fingers to her breasts and fingers large circles around the perimeter. As she does this, the shape of her breast is revealed. They're so big. My hardness hardens. 
	"Like this?" she says.
	"Yes," I say, watching the circles form. "Good girl. Keep going."
	Her breathing intensifies.
	"Does that feel good?" 

Keep reading to find out (;

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STORY: 

Zola, a poor, powerless concubine, lives in The Garden at the Sultan's enormous luxurious palace. She has a huge scar that stretches from her eye to her shoulder and that makes her feel totally repulsive. 

Even though she lives in the palace as a concubine, no one has ever chosen her as a sexual partner. Yep. She's a virgin whore.

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Dion, the young sultan, is under extreme pressure to choose a wife. With his father's heath failing, it looks like he will be ruling the land sooner than expected. And how can he rule without a beautiful powerful woman by his side? 

Good thing he's an incredibly sexy smart desirable playboy and has slept with pretty much every girl in his land...and the six or seven lands bordering. 

But he's totally bored. 

The only girl who has ever made him feel any sort of real lasting desire is that beautiful, scarred concubine... The girl with the red hair and pale skin... The girl he has strictly ordered NO ONE else to touch (or, yes, they will be beheaded...)

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Though the new sultan and the virgin concubine are inexplicably attracted to each other, it feels impossible for them to *actually* be together. 

Until...
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𝐼 π‘€π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘π‘’π‘‘ π‘‘π‘œ 𝑏𝑒𝑔 β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘™π‘–π‘˜π‘’ π‘Ž 𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑑𝑙𝑒 π‘π‘–π‘‘π‘β„Ž. π‘†π‘œ π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘'𝑠 π‘€β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ 𝐼 𝑑𝑖𝑑, 𝐼 π‘“π‘’π‘π‘˜π‘–π‘›π‘” 𝑏𝑒𝑔𝑔𝑒𝑑 π‘™π‘–π‘˜π‘’ π‘Ž π‘π‘–π‘‘π‘β„Ž. ❝Please, I'm begging you.❞ I mumbled against her. She smirk, ❝What are you begging, hm? Use you words baby.❞ ❝I-I want you to fuck me, mommy.❞ I cringed at what just came out of my mouth. I blushed in embarrassment. She went down on her knees looking up at me with her big, brown beautiful eyes, ❝Do you really want me to fuck you that badly with your fiancΓ©e nearby?❞ ❝Y-yes.❞ I replied. ❝Yes what?❞ ❝Yes, I want you to fuck me that badly.❞ She looked at me expectantly and I realized my mistake. ❝Yes, I want you to fuck me that badly,❞ I took a breath in. ❝....Mommy.❞ ❝Good boy,❞ She giggled, looking up at my eyes as she took a hold of my dick, swirling her tongue around the tip, applying pressure with her piercing. I whimpered. ❝Hmm, I-I fuck.❞ I couldn't help but stuttered out nonsense. ❝Now,❞ She murmurs as she removed her mouth from my dick, ❝Hands on the wall in front of you. Keep them there unless I instruct you otherwise, do you understand?❞ ❝I understand mo-❞ I slapped a hand to my mouth, stopping my words. Blaze you gotta stop saying that shit, man. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𝐽𝑒𝑠𝑑 π‘Ž π‘”π‘–π‘Ÿπ‘™ π‘€π‘–π‘‘β„Ž π‘šπ‘’π‘›π‘‘π‘Žπ‘™ 𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠 π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘Žπ‘› π‘œπ‘π‘ π‘’π‘ π‘ π‘–π‘œπ‘› π‘‘π‘œ π‘Ž π‘π‘œπ‘¦ π‘ β„Žπ‘’ π‘˜π‘›π‘’π‘€ π‘“π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘š β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘β„Žπ‘–π‘™π‘‘β„Žπ‘œπ‘œπ‘‘. πŸ’₯{BOOK TWO of the Burning Series}πŸ’₯ <<Read to find out more>>⚠️ πŸ₯ŠHighest ranking; #1 in crazystuff πŸ₯‡