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1st Meeting -- BDSM Dominant Female / Submissive Male
1st Meeting -- BDSM Dominant Female / Submissive Male
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**********************!!!!!!PUBLISHER WARNING!!!!!!!****************************
The contents of this book are known to cause spontaneous wetness in women and hardness in men.
This story contains shockingly explicit and sexually charged scenes.
It is NOT your mother's erotica!
Buy at your own risk (and read alone!)
EXCERPT:
I was nervous standing at your door. I did not know which way to turn what to do. Maybe it was a mistake. Maybe I should just leave. The door opened. “You are late.” You said. “Sorry I …I .. The traffic was…” “Hush come in.” I walked into the house and you ushered me into a room. It was a library. You moved to your desk and sat down behind it. The walls were lined with bookshelves. In the room there remained a sofa, a chair and small footstool. A Persian rug graced the hardwood floors. You motioned for me to sit in the chair. “So you wish to learn to be a slave and to serve me.” “Yes I think so. I have had these feelings for some time and I cannot explain them. I just want to experience what it is that you would offer.” I said with some embarrassment.
The contents of this book are known to cause spontaneous wetness in women and hardness in men.
This story contains shockingly explicit and sexually charged scenes.
It is NOT your mother's erotica!
Buy at your own risk (and read alone!)
EXCERPT:
I was nervous standing at your door. I did not know which way to turn what to do. Maybe it was a mistake. Maybe I should just leave. The door opened. “You are late.” You said. “Sorry I …I .. The traffic was…” “Hush come in.” I walked into the house and you ushered me into a room. It was a library. You moved to your desk and sat down behind it. The walls were lined with bookshelves. In the room there remained a sofa, a chair and small footstool. A Persian rug graced the hardwood floors. You motioned for me to sit in the chair. “So you wish to learn to be a slave and to serve me.” “Yes I think so. I have had these feelings for some time and I cannot explain them. I just want to experience what it is that you would offer.” I said with some embarrassment.
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