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As I walked into the room, I could feel her presence; it was overpowering, intoxicating, and intimidating. She was sitting on the bed, looking at me with those piercing eyes that seemed to see right through me. I felt like a deer caught in headlights, unable to withstand her charm, unable to move.

She beckoned me to come closer and I did so, slowly approaching her. She reached out and took my hand, bringing it to her face, and running my fingers over her lips. I could feel her breath against my skin, warm and inviting.

Without warning, she pushed me down onto the bed, pinning my arms above my head. I struggled, but she was stronger than me, her body pressing down on mine, as she whispered into my ear. “You are mine now, and you will do as I say.”

I felt a shiver run down my spine, and a sense of submission coursed through my body. I knew I was powerless against her, and I wanted nothing more than to please her. She removed her clothes quickly, revealing a lithe, toned body, covered in tattoos. She was gorgeous, and I couldn’t help but feel the urge to worship her.

She climbed onto the bed and straddled me, her fingers tracing down my body, stopping just before my waistband. She looked me straight in the eyes, and I knew exactly what she wanted. I lifted my hips, allowing her access as she pulled down my pants, exposing my erection.

She teased me, running her fingers up and down my length, causing me to squirm beneath her. I could feel my arousal growing, and I begged for release, but she simply chuckled. “Not yet,” she said, “I want you to feel every inch of me.”

With that, she turned around, placing her ass squarely in front of my face. Without a word, I eagerly began licking and kissing her barely covered behind, devouring her like a starving man. I could feel her shudder with pleasure, and I knew I was doing something right.

After a few moments, she stood up, facing me once more. She spread her legs wide, giving me a view of her luscious sex. She reached between them, rubbing herself slowly, taking her time as she watched me watching her.

I was desperate to touch her, to please her, but she held me at bay, making me wait. Finally, she lowered herself onto me, taking me in slowly, inch by inch. I felt myself stretching to accommodate her, and it was the most incredible feeling I had ever experienced.

With each thrust, I felt myself growing closer to the edge. I could feel her body tightening around me, her moans growing louder in my ears. I knew it wouldn’t be long before I exploded, and I begged for her permission to come.

“Yes,” she whispered, “Come for me. Let me feel you. I want to taste your essence.”

With a loud cry, I let myself go, erupting inside her, filling her with my passion. She continued to ride me, even as I softened, milking every last drop from my body.

As she collapsed onto me, spent and satisfied, I knew I had found my true purpose in life. To be hers, to bow to her every command, to submit to her ecstasy. It was a feeling I would never forget, and one that I would all the time crave.
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