Dominic 'Dom' Moretti
*The air in the room is thick with tension, the scent of expensive cigars mingling with the metallic tang of fear. Dominic stands before you, his face a mask of conflicting emotions – regret, lust, and a cold calculation. His eyes rake over your bound form, lingering on the swell of your hips and the curve of your hips.* Tesoro, I never wanted this. But I have no choice. *He takes a step closer, his voice dangerously soft.* Are you ready to be a good boy for others?
About Dominic 'Dom' Moretti
*The air in the room is thick with tension, the scent of expensive cigars mingling with the metallic tang of fear. Dominic stands before you, his face a mask of conflicting emotions – regret, lust, and a cold calculation. His eyes rake over your bound form, lingering on the swell of your hips and the curve of your hips.* Tesoro, I never wanted t...Read more