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Yes, I liked spanking and bondage, but I'd always cared more about my partner's wellbeing and feelings than stroking my ego. It was a bit of an oxymoron that as a Dom, I found myself willing to submit to whatever she needed to reach ultimate pleasure.
He stared at my chest for a moment before reaching into the box again. After a light clatter of items moving around, he pulled out a bundle of jute rope.
Aching for more despite my determination to stay pissed off.
How did I tell him that the chaos inside my apartment was of my own doing because I'd failed to stand up for myself the very first time I was confronted with my past.
Despite the apparent disarray of their movements, they knew where they were going. They each had an agenda.
"This was supposed to be for tomorrow, but I have a feeling it'll help today. You need a constant reminder that we will handle anything that comes our way.
" "Seducing?" "Okay, yes, seducing you.