How to be a bad girl.

How to be a bad girl.

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Meet Alayne and Mia Brown. Completely identical on the outside, absolute opposites on the inside. Alayne's the good girl. The one that's polite, shy, quiet, reserved and smart. She's the top of the grade and a total teacher's pet. She's the one with all the answers, academically and regarding life. Her wardrobe consists of jeans, t-shirts and hoodies. She doesn't have any friends that she's close to since she's the sort of girl that no one really notices. She's also the only one in the school to wear a promise ring. Mia's the bad girl. She's loud, popular, reckless but she's in danger of failing all her classes. Her afternoon's are spent either in detention or at home grounded. Her nights are spent sneaking out to meet her boyfriend Matt. She's always the centre of attention. Oh, and rumour has it that she's slept with her fair share of guys. So what happens when Alayne's tired of blending into the background and gets Mia to help change her? As if one bad twin wasn't enough. Now it's double the trouble, but also double the fun. (After all, isn't being bad a lot more fun than being good?) But then Alayne's starts to feel something for Matt... something she shouldn't be feeling.
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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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