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The leather across my thighs felt like a closing argument I wasn’t prepared to refute, sharp and final.
You didn’t just want my obedience; you wanted the specific way my breath caught when the leather met the back of my thighs.
I watched you bite your lip when the minister mentioned 'forever,' and I knew then that your knees were already bruised from me.
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The air in the cellar was thick, a heavy blanket of damp earth and French oak that made the high-altitude dryness of my real life feel like a hallucination.
Beneath the glittering skyline, a game of power and vulnerability begins where every word is a touch and every silence a command.
Locked away by a blizzard and a decade of secrets, they finally discover that some walls are meant to be breached.