Den Of Desires

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d that

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rgery before the end of this month, I

by. Just hand

or? What could be so importan

ney, Nina. You got i

s catch in my throat as Stel

verything will be over," Stella

in the kitchen," M

ask, even though I could clearly s

ng, "your mom is in debt-fr

it back, so I planned this w

u, suddenly gets a terminal disease and then, the next week, our coffee gets switched?... L

dies," Stella says, pressing the knife to

and ache should make me hate her

p. Stella releases Mom, ordering her to ch

they leave. Where did everything go wrong

chair, I spot a three-

m there when Stella told

oll down my face, realizing I am utt

way. I keep repeating it in my

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k lingerie, but this time, I

strip, he won't tell

gh

ill

y. "You'll be serving drinks today, but in anot

here were secti

The setting on this side of the club

a bed and chair. Male Doms and male subs fill the

the fingers are wet, he pulls them out and pushes them into the sub's ass, making hi

over as the Dom slams into him, fast and

the air. My body reacts before I c

f men waiting to dominate

laces a pink dr

private room w

te room, almost d

the glass-room no different from the others. A couch sits i

but I sit on the couch and

te loses his cool. He pins the sub against

olding him in place. The sub moans, grinding

k, reducing him to a g

ontrol has me soaked, heat s

sub to the bed, sp

y legs s

over the tip o

panties aside, tearing my hose t

y cheeks flush as I arch, my fingers gathering

touching me instead. Moaning softl

Dante to touch m

lace of my lingerie, the fr

t fingers and pinch it, ano

or who walks in through that black doo

trail my fingers deeper inside, addi

searching for that sweet spot. I cover my

cking up, desperate for more fricti

y voice trembles,