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Sarah Lipman is an 18-year-old girl who grows up in fear and has been abused by her father for a long time. Sarah has little hope for changing her future, and she loses her last grain of hope when her father sells her in a human trafficking auction. Terrified, hopeless, and betrayed, Sarah gets sold to an infamous CEO. The hot and sophisticated Damon Tenner. -You are my belle, do you hear me?- Damon develops a newfound interest in Sarah in his possession, but he is still her captor. And the question remains: Is there any way out?

“Is there something I can help you find, love?” His rich, smoky, slightly accented voice made it hard for me to concentrate. “I…uh. I…I was w-wondering w-where the c-coffee maker was.” Was that my voice? Since when did I sound like a sultry s*x kitten? I slowly looked up. I was met with his intense baby blues and once again my body, the treasonous b*tch, reacted to him. It took all I had to swallow and don’t think I missed for one second the way his eyes followed my natural body function. This man was s*x incarnate and if I was being forced to cohabitate with him I was going to have to be extra careful. “I don’t drink that sh*t.” His mouth pulled to the side in his trademark smirk. “Then what’s in that?” I point to his mug. “It’s tea.” He said, trying not to smile. “Close your mouth, love. Unless you want me to put something in it?” He whispered in my ear.

Imagine you planned to have your boyfriend kidnapped, delivered to your blindfolded and gagged. You f*ck him, and pull the hood off after, only to be face to face with a stranger. That stranger, you quickly lean, is the Don of the Cosa Nostra. He's all too pleased to have taken part in your kidnap fantasy. Please note: This is a short, lighthearted, funny erotic story.

Warning: Dark and BDSM theme story which involves highly adult content in the beginning. A naive maid who worked for two domineering billionaire brothers was attempting to hide from them because she had heard that if their lustful eyes fell on any woman, they made her their slave and owned her mind, body, and soul. What if she one day came across them? Who would hire her to serve as his personal maid? Who would control her body? Whose heart would she rule? Who would she fall in love with? Who would she despise?

"leave me" she whispered in a heavy voice. " never gattina" he spoke huskily while moving his fingers along her thigh which made her shiver. " i..i...am..m...not..y..yours" she stuttered, enjoying the havoc creating in her body by his calloused fingers. Suddenly he wrapped his s*xy digits against her swan like beautiful neck and squeezed but not hard to hurt her, but enough to make her feel wet between her plumply thighs. "YOU ARE MINE, GATTINA. ONLY MINE. I WILL DESTROY WHO EVER WILL SNATCH YOU FROM ME. I WILL MAKE HIS LIFE HELL. I WILL BURN HIM ALIVE IN FRONT OF YOUR EYES. " HE shouted in a dominating tone. She closed her eyes, feeling the pleasure building up in her body by his dominance and let out a husky sigh. His eyes darkened in desire and" F*CK IT" HE smashed his lips against her and s*ck the hell out of her pink petals. H3 was sucking and biting her leeting out his frustration on her beautiful lips....

"I am bound to punish you for breaking the rules," he said as he started undoing his tie. I swallowed, the thought of being punished by him terrified and excited me at the same time. I needed this. The heat pooled between my legs as I watched him undo his tie with one hand and his belt in the other. It was hot. He grabbed me by the neck, bending me over the table with my face down on the surface and my *ss high up in the air. He caressed my soft flesh with his palm. "Count," he ordered, My brows furrowed in confusion, the haze of lust so heavy in my head that my brain failed to grasp his words. The first slap landed on my *ss cheeks and I cried out. "Count," he barked. I whimpered but I nodded my head to his request. "One," I counted as the first slap came on my behind. I kept counting as he delivered blows to my now red *ss. "Good girl," he murmured as he rubbed them gently, to take away the ache. I was moist and he could sense it. Dipping his finger into my p*ssy, he confirmed how wet I was for him. "Hmm," he hummed, embarrassment slammed into me with enough force. I barely knew this man and here I was letting him possess me. I liked it. I licked my lips in anticipation of what he wished to do, his lips touched the nape of my neck and I jumped. He licked the juncture of my neck, and the pulsating nerves there responded to his touch. "You taste so sweet," he murmured as he kissed his way down my neck. "T...thank you," I managed to get out. "Let me make you mine," he says,

"This is Asher Adams" her father said. "He's going to be your bodyguard from now on. Kimberly's eyes widened in disbelief. The water she had just swallowed went down the wrong pipe and she began to choke. She started to cough and it took some seconds to finally calm her down. Great. Just great. She thought. Just when she thought she had the annoying man out of her life for good. She turned her attention to her father. "I'm sorry dad, what did you just say?" ------------------ Kimberly Blake, daughter and only child of billionaire, Hillary Blake, loves her freedom and independence. She hates being told what to do more than anything. But all that freedom becomes a thing of the past when she gets kidnapped and her father hires private investigator and bodyguard, Asher Adams to rescue her. Now, not only is she stuck with a big hunk of a man following her around and watching her every move... But one she finds so d*mn attractive.... --------------------

“You shouldn’t have disobedyed me, Hazel.” His voice came out hard and husky and she thril at the soothing undertone that sent chills down her spine, her p*ssy, already gaining lots of wetness. “I am sorry Daddy,baby girl needed some alone…” she tries to explain, but his next action shut her up. He flung her over the bed like she weighed nothing, her facing pressing into the pillow, while her *ss position into the perfect doggy style he craved for. “I am going to punish you so f*ck*ng well, momma. I am going to f*ck you hard till you no longer feel your legs, momma. Hazel gulps down the hitches in her throat as the thought of his 9 inches thick c*ck riding her tight c*nt, to pleasure. Without any warning, Hazel felt his d*ck tearing throw her, as he made one rough thrust. “Oh my f*ck*ng goodness….” her words thrailed into a moan, while his hands found his most adore part of her body, her waist, Pulling her backward, he began to thrust hard, with each thrust he got rewarded with moans that made him want to do more! Hazel had just gained admission to her favorite university in the city of Washington, she is forced to live with her fathers most trusted young friend all in the name of protection. Hazel eventually finds herself in the bed of the man she claims she hate, the one whom is to protect her from the outside world, after one foreplay, Hazel and Axel had refused to keep their eyes off each other. However it didn’t end up as just Lustful feeling, as love seems to be taking over the air. In a world where, fans criticize whoever wishes to stay intimate with their idol,(Axel)will their love stand a chance with so many accusations from fans and a father who would go to any extent to stop his daughter from marrying Axel, even if it means killing his bestie.

How was the interview? Where are you able to choose the person for the job?”. Asher asked me. “I think so and not only that, I think I might have found a new sub.” I dropped the bombshell. Asher stopped what he was doing and stared at me. I dropped her resume for him to check the basis about her. “Are you sure?” Asher asked me. “I am. She looks so innocent, sweet voice, shy and lots. She is a natural born submissive.” I said as I picked her face again. “If you say so then. Invite her tomorrow so that I can see for myself. Then we will decide from then.” Asher said. ***** Asher and Aspen, the billionaire twins, need a new submissive. They finally found one who happens to be their new personal assistant Lisa. Since they don’t want to scare her away by coming on to her, they decided to seduce her into accepting to be their sub.

He was the strictest Dom, loves to control women and she was a free bird, didn't like to be controlled by anybody. He was into the BDSM and she hates it. He was finding a challenging submissive for himself and she was a perfect match for him but she wasn't ready to accept his offer because she lived her life without any rules and regulations. She wanted to fly high like a free bird without any limitations. He has a burning desire to control her because she was his perfect choice but she was a hard nut to crack. He was crazy to make her his submissive and control her mind, soul and body. What will be the spark between them? Will it end with Dom dropping the whip or the bird getting into the cage? To know these answers join the cute and intense journey of the hot and strictest Master and his cute little butterfly. *** "I flared up by looking at the person like you." "What do you mean by this?" "I mean you're a Dominant who controls people life and I hate it." "You don't know anything, butterfly. At least experience it, then hate it." "It will be better if I throw you out of the cafe by kicking your *ss." His eyes widened a bit in shock. "This will also be a new experience for me." I grinned. "Butterfly, you will regret if you ever do this to me or even say this to me again." His tone became stern suddenly. "Oh, I'm so scared." I scoffed. "F*ck you and get the hell out of my cafe if you don't want me to kick your *ss." He frowned and dragged me to the backside of the cafe by seizing my wrist. Then he pushed me into the party hall and hurriedly locked the door. "What the f*ck do you think of yourself? You," "Shut up." He roared, cutting my words. He again grasped my wrist and dragged me to the sofa. He sat down and with a swift motion, he yanked me down and bent me over his lap. He pinned me against the sofa by pressing his hand on my back and locked my legs between his legs. What he is doing? Fear rushed down my spine.