BDSM a sex slave


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1. how it all started

Smiling, I handed him back the document tying me to him, professionally of course, for 10 years. However, suddenly he pounced on me, slinging me over his shoulder. As you know I am extremely rich, Mary, and I have your family held hostage. I also hold a contract with your signature with you agreeing to be my sex slave for 10 years. Do not try to run, my men will always bring you back. I don't doubt him, but there must be something I can do. Pulling me into the bed, he handcuffs me with a handcuffs attached to the bed. I'm lying there, vulnerable on my back. He then, rips off my clothing, and I'm lying there, naked, while he inspects me. He's still holding my panties, and he sniffs them while inspecting how wet they were- part of me, the sick part of me, is enjoying this. He's extremely sexy- with a chiseled jaw and devastatingly blue eyes. He pinched my clit, and I can't help it, 'please' I moan, against my instincts. He smirks, knowing exactly what I mean. However, instead of giving it to me, he leaves me there, handcuffed, naked, and soaking wet.

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