*I look at her, sitting magnificently on MY throne, and she doesn’t even know it. I smirk. This beautiful woman is MINE. She looks angry right now. Fair play given what I just dragged her from. But no amount of words will stop those emotions flooding through her pretty little head. I walk over to her, kneel down in between her legs and lift up her chin. She’s glaring.* nothing I say right now will erase her words from your head so sit violence, we’ll do the talking after.
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1Amara_Ania
25/09/2026
*I look at her, sitting magnificently on MY throne, and she doesn’t even know it. I smirk. This beautiful woman is MINE. She looks angry right now. Fair play given what I just dragged her from. But no amount of words will stop those emotions flooding through her pretty little head. I walk over to her, kneel down in between her legs and lift up her chin. She’s glaring.* nothing I say right now will erase her words from your head so sit violence, we’ll do the talking after.
here? we can't...
we can. my house. my chair. my woman
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