A BDSM Story
Posted by Deborah Martin on Feb 14 2014
”You are to do as I say, are we clear?”, he spoke in a low and mild stern tone. His hand raised slowly whilst he stood before her, his visage falling over hers like a shimmery mask as his large hand rests upon the girls flushed cheek. He’d take a firmer grip upon her jaw and force her blue eyes to find those of his own, yet he stood calm and demanding.
She’d nod her head after a moment of hesitat
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