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Taboo Smut Publishing
Submissive One - BDSM Female Submission Male Dominance
Submissive One - BDSM Female Submission Male Dominance
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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:
While holding me firmly against his large frame with his left arm, he proceeded to run his right hand over my breasts and pinch my nipples aggressively causing me to cry out and squirm against him. “Sensitive as promised. Good. But let’s see if all of this has had the effect you indicated it would.” Oh god, I thought. Not in front of Marc. I knew full well what the result would be. I knew my body would reveal all as my pussy lips would be swollen and I’d be dripping wet. I wanted to hide. I turned my head, trying desperately to conceal myself, but to no avail. As his hand traced across my stomach toward the inevitable, my heart raced and my breathing became more jagged. Rather than proving what we both already knew, he began tracing his fingers along my swollen outer lips, slowly and delicately. Damn him, I thought, as he played me expertly, obviously recalling our discussions.
As I began to moan and writhe against his body it became clear to me I was in trouble. I was losing control. I realized he fully intended to bring about everything we had discussed. I was overwhelmed by feelings of guilt, uncertainty, and embarrassment. I panicked and began to fight him and the pleasure he was giving me. I wanted to break free from him and what he represented.
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:
While holding me firmly against his large frame with his left arm, he proceeded to run his right hand over my breasts and pinch my nipples aggressively causing me to cry out and squirm against him. “Sensitive as promised. Good. But let’s see if all of this has had the effect you indicated it would.” Oh god, I thought. Not in front of Marc. I knew full well what the result would be. I knew my body would reveal all as my pussy lips would be swollen and I’d be dripping wet. I wanted to hide. I turned my head, trying desperately to conceal myself, but to no avail. As his hand traced across my stomach toward the inevitable, my heart raced and my breathing became more jagged. Rather than proving what we both already knew, he began tracing his fingers along my swollen outer lips, slowly and delicately. Damn him, I thought, as he played me expertly, obviously recalling our discussions.
As I began to moan and writhe against his body it became clear to me I was in trouble. I was losing control. I realized he fully intended to bring about everything we had discussed. I was overwhelmed by feelings of guilt, uncertainty, and embarrassment. I panicked and began to fight him and the pleasure he was giving me. I wanted to break free from him and what he represented.
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