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Submissive Girl Tied, Bound & Without Control

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As my knees gave out, his entire hand vibrated my pussy while the tip of his finger pressed against my hot button, I drenched the hand between my legs and the smell of sex filled the kitchen. His other arm held me so that I didn’t fall and I felt protected with his strength. A rush of adrenaline at being controlled by him, my desire at his whim, encompassed me, pushing my climax to dizzying heights. I rested against him for a moment and he held me close. “Thank you so much,” the words came out as a hoarse whisper. I was still remembering how to breathe. The scratchy hair of his chest against my soft skin kept the flame of desire hot within my belly. I wanted more. I wanted so much more. I thought about how we’d finally reached this point in our relationship. *** “I want you to tie me up. I want you to take control,”...

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the words came out harsh, almost cruel sounding. I hadn’t meant them to, but sometimes when emotions run amok we don’t always sound the way we want. “Why? I thought you were happy with our sex life,” he stood there, his hands spread as he looked at me, as if I were a complete stranger in his bed. We’d just had a mind-blowing fuck session and yes, it had been incredible. While my body was sated, my mind was still buzzing like worker bees. “Will you at least consider it? For me? It’s what I need, love,” I felt the beginning of tears in my eyes, but blinked them away. If I cried, he would come cuddle me and pet me and tell me anything I wanted to hear. I needed him to take control. The decision had to be…

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