The Memory Weaver
In the bustling streets of Tokyo, there existed a secret world where memories were woven into fabric. Kaito, a young and talented memory weaver, possessed the extraordinary ability to craft memories into textiles that could be worn, felt, and even smelled.
Kaito's small shop, nestled between a vintage bookstore and a sushi restaurant, was a haven for those seeking to relive cherished moments or forget painful ones. With each memory he wove, Kaito's customers would experience the emotions, sights, and sounds of the recollection as if it were happening all over again.
One fateful evening, a mysterious woman named Akira entered Kaito's shop, seeking a memory that would change her life forever. As Kaito worked his magic, he discovered that Akira's memories were intertwined with his own, revealing a shocking truth about their past and the secrets that bound them together.
As Kaito and Akira delved deeper into the mysteries of their memories, they found themselves entangled in a world of forgotten lore, ancient magic, and forbidden love. With each new revelation, the fabric of their reality began to unravel, threatening to destroy the very memories that had brought them together.
Will Kaito and Akira be able to weave their memories into a new reality, or will the secrets of their past tear them apart? Dive into the enchanting world of memory weaving, where the boundaries between reality and fantasy blur, and the memories that shape us become the very fabric of our existence.
Professor's Dark Desire
[18+] - just as a warning this story contains themes of abuse, assault, and unhealthy relationships. If these topics are difficult for you, please read with caution because this story is definitely on the darker side of dark romance <3
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"Tell me you little slut....." his hand moved from her thigh, nearing her soaking wet pussy.
"Am I the first to touch you like this?" He paused, plunging his middle finger into her needy cunt. She let out a piercing cry as his finger grazed her tight hole. "Fucking answer me" he roared thrusting his middle finger in and out of her whilst devouring her clit, a feeling she was so unfamiliar to. He looked up at her, watching her helpless little face plead for mercy.
"Answer......"
She couldn't form a sentence "I-......" her eyes widened when he took her clit between his teeth as punishment for not answering.
"Maybe......" Alejandro hated her response, it triggered him. He thrusted another finger into her earning another cry.
"Who?" He demanded an answer as he angrily fingered her inexperienced pussy. Thrusting in and out in deep strokes, earning a guttural moan each time.
"I'll fucking kill him" he spoke huskily, moving up to her jaw, harshly kissing it, still ploughing his fingers inside of her.
"Tell me Yara, who the fuck has touched you like this" he bellowed, using his free hand to squeeze her jaw in a menacing grip, making her hiss. He withdrew his hand mid-stroke, bringing his drenched fingers up to her and shoving them in her mouth, making her taste her own juices.
"Does he make you this wet?" He dug his fingers deeper into the back of the throat. Inflaming her gag reflexes. She let out a muffled sob.....