"I wouldn't normally allow myself to be treated like this," I say. My inner goddess is panting for him not to stop until. The pain is intense, but the pleasure more so. I willingly allow myself to be chained to a crucifix while he thrashes my clitoris with a leather hunting crop. Christian changes into a sexy pair of faded denim jeans and leads me to his Red Room of Pain. My subconscious tells me I should run away from this control freak right now, but my inner goddess is telling me to stay. Yet I find myself strangely drawn to your virginal, 20-year-old body in a way that I have never previously experienced." "Tell me about your commitment problems." I had a deeply disturbed childhood and S&M relationships are the only ones I can sustain." "Sleep with me, Sir," I beg, as I try to draw his handsome body closer to mine.
He bends me over his knee and slaps me hard. My inner goddess melts as he forces his tongue inside me. "I'm still a virgin, so I will have to draw the line at fisting." In return I will buy you a car and a laptop."
You will do everything I say and allow me to cane you, tie you up, sodomise you, clamp your genitals and fist you. "I will be the Dominant and you will be the Submissive. "Here's the contract for our relationship," he says, slipping an oyster down my throat. No man has ever affected me in this way before. My helicopter will pick you up at seven."
"You seem to be struck dumb, Miss Steele," he wryly observes.
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