Salome, the Judean princess and stepdaughter of Herod of Antipas, stumbles upon a mysterious prisoner during one of her nighttime wanderings outside the palace walls in 1st Century Palestine. She is brought to her knees not only by their beauty but by the violent desire that erupts within her.
This is my own fan fic version of the Strauss opera Salome, which was adapted from Oscar Wilde's play of that same name. It's a slow erotic burn with a nonbinary flair to it.
35 Kapitel Abgeschlossene Geschichte Erwachseneninhalt
35 Kapitel
Abgeschlossene Geschichte
Erwachseneninhalt
"My submissive are power, strength, bravery, and most of all they stand beside me willing in their position. You stand as strong as you kneel. Am I clear?" His words, like vows to ourselves he builds submission, not as a position under him by the point of weakness or the inability to find strength in ourselves.
No. We are destruction and creation that finds power in kneeling.
"Yes Master," Celeste speaks proudly. No shake in her voice.
"Yes Master," I speak out, proud and understood in my place.
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The moment Evita Alonso fell to her knees her tale began. A bond between her and her lovers will find them in a journey of sex, lust, control, submission, pain, secrets, and the face of death.