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“Submit to me,” he told her. “I want to hear you say that you’re mine.”
“I’m y-yours, master!” Sasha immediately said as her legs began to shake. “I’m all yours sir! Oh f-fuck I’m going to cum, please l-let me cum!”
Damian slapped her ass again and began to pound in even faster and deeper. Sasha could only moan and scream. She didn’t even realize he had opened the windows and were passing into a very busy highway.
All she knew was that he spilled his seed inside her and she exploded in an orgasm so fulfilling she had passed out.
***
When Sasha awoke, she found herself back in her apartment. She was naked and her lingerie and dress were tossed to one side of her living room. After looking around she discovered her legs and pussy were covered in dry cum and there were even drops around her face, indicating they may have continued on fucking after reaching their peak.
On the table she also found a collar. It was small, tight and made of black leather. On it was written the word “slave” and she smiled as she picked it up. Without thinking twice she put it on around her neck and reached for her phone on the couch. Damian had left her a message.
As she replied, Sasha came to the realization she had found the one man she could be with for the rest of her life. There was no more need for dating sites, no more need to try and meet other men. Damian had owned her physically, mentally and emotionally. He fulfilled her in ways no other man could.
She sent her reply and called Jane to tell her the good news.
THE END
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Chapter One
Camilla Queen pinched the bridge of her nose between her thumb and forefinger as she inhaled deeply through her mouth.
She began to cough profusely when the pungent smell of the sewers invaded her senses.
“Sometimes, I wonder why I even wanted to be a journalist,” she muttered under her breath as her face contorted in disgust.
Camilla Queen wanted to be a journalist for as long as she could remember. Ever since she was little, she’d ride her bike around the neighborhood with her little pen and notebook, jotting down information when she could, and searching for clues when people weren’t forthcoming with their answers.
As she had gotten older, the little girl with blue eyes and blonde hair had still retained her sense of curiosity. She was the youngest person on the team because she had just graduated from college.
She was also a bit on the heavy side. Not that she minded. After all, nothing could comfort her quite like food could, and nothing tasted as good either. Except maybe men.
She stopped her train of thought before it went too deep into the gutter. When she told her boss to give her a chance on something hard hitting, she had expected something interesting, and maybe even slightly dangerous.
Investigating whether or not someone was polluting the city sewers by dumping toxic waste into them was the last thing she had on her mind. The only thing dangerous here was how close she was to hurling her lunch.
She crouched over something and poked it with her leg. She grimaced as she noticed that it was a dead animal. She made a face as her lunch tried to make its way back up her throat.
She shined her flashlight on the whole place, and finally decided that there was nothing else to see. There was nothing else to report here in any case.
She made her way out of the sewers and sucked in huge gulps of air as the cold night breeze filled her lungs. She took a whiff of herself and decided that she would need a shower before she met up with her friend Katherine.
She held her arms away from her body as she speed-walked to her car, eager to get home and wash the stink off of her.
She grabbed a plastic bag out of the trunk of her car, carefully placed it over the chair and then gingerly sat on it, careful not to touch anything else lest her entire car be left smelling like that.
She revved the car and backed out of her parking spot and onto the highway to head home.
***
Camilla wiped the steam from the mirror with the edge of her bathrobe. She smiled as she inhaled the smell of soap and body wash.
