Yes, Sir.

Yes, Sir.

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Fiction
Romance
Dark Romance
"roll your eyes again and we'll bend you over right here in the middle of the club and remind you who dominates that pussy and attitude" leon's tone was low and demanding, there was no way i wasn't getting punished tonight. #1 in smutish #1 in conflict #1 in plottwists #1 in Kinks #1 in degrading
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"This room will hold your highest pleasure... and your deepest pain. I'm going to bring you to the edge-until you're shaking, screaming, begging with a voice you can barely use. I'll hurt you in ways that make your body rebel and crave it all at once. I'll beat you. Bruise you. Etch my ownership into your skin. Do you know why?" he asked, voice like velvet-wrapped steel. "Because I own you, Lahni. Every inch of you. Your moans, your tears, your pleasure, your pain-they all belong to me. You're my toy to break apart and rebuild how I see fit." I moaned without meaning to-my pussy pulsed, my skin flushed hot. His dominance soaked into me like heat into bone. And just like that, my will surrendered, piece by trembling piece.

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