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As she entered the dimly lit room, she knew what was expected of her – to submit to his dominance. He was waiting for her, standing tall and stern with a look that made her shiver with excitement and fear.

Without a word, he took her by the hand and led her to a bed covered in black silk sheets. He instructed her to remove her clothing and stand before him, completely exposed. She felt his eyes burning into her as she undressed, her heart racing with anticipation.

Once she was fully naked, he approached her, his rough hands caressing her body, exploring every inch of her skin. He teased her with his touch, but never gave into her desperate pleas for more.

He finally commanded her to lay face down on the bed, her legs spread open for him. Without warning, he spanked her, hard and without mercy. She cried out in pain, but he continued, his punishment alternating between slaps and gentle caresses.

As her skin became hot and sensitive under his hand, he leaned in close to her ear. “Do you want more?” he whispered, his breath hot on her skin.

“Yes,” she gasped, unable to control the need building inside her.

“Then beg for it,” he growled, his fingers traveling further down her body to where she was wet and aching for him.

She begged and pleaded, unable to think of anything but the sensation of his touch. He relented, plunging his fingers deep inside of her. She cried out in pleasure as he roughly played with her, driving her to the edge of ecstasy.

Just as she was about to climax, he stopped, leaving her panting and frustrated. She looked up at him, desperate for release.

“Come for me, my obedient little pet,” he said, allowing her to finally reach her peak.

As she rode the waves of pleasure, she knew without a doubt that she would at all times submit to his dominance, and he would at all times give her the release she craved. They were perfect for each other, a match made in the fiery depths of passion and submission.
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