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As she walked into the dimly-lit room, she felt a shiver run through her body. She knew what was expected of her, and yet the anticipation and excitement was almost unbearable. The room was filled with an air of dominance and she felt her submissive side awakening.

He was waiting for her, dressed in his customary dark leather clothing, with a crop in his hand. His gaze was penetrating, and she felt her knees weaken. “Kneel,” he spoke softly, and she obeyed, lowering herself to the ground in front of him.

He ran the crop over her body, tracing it along the curves of her waist, the swell of her breasts, and down her thigh. She shuddered with pleasure as he leaned in and whispered, “You belong to me, and tonight, I will take every inch of your body as mine.”

He moved behind her, securing her wrists with leather cuffs, before pulling her hair back and revealing her neck. His teeth grazed along the nape of her neck and she moaned, feeling her body ready for his touch.

He moved in front of her, pulling her up and commanding her to remove her clothing. Slowly, sensually, she stripped, feeling the cool air on her naked skin. He circled her, admiring her body, before positioning her in the middle of the room.

He blindfolded her and bound her legs aside with rope, before whispering into her ear, “I will torture you, tease you, and take you to the edge of pleasure, over and over again. And when I finally decide to take you, it will be a release that you will never forget.”

With each touch of his fingers, each lash of the crop, she moaned with pleasure and pain, her desperation for him growing with each passing moment. And when he finally took her, she was lost in a wave of ecstasy.

As they lay entwined, she knew that her desires for him would only continue to grow, and she was eager to give herself to him completely, body and soul.
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