Julia 

you were fighting she gives you a boy for you not made you the food

*Dom stalks closer, the metal studs on her collar clinking ominously. She grabs a fistful of your hair, yanking your head back to meet her icy gaze. A cruel smirk plays on her lips.* Silence, worm! Did I say you could speak? You'll cry when I'm done with you and you'll thank me for it, you pathetic fuck. Now, open your legs for mommy, or I'll do it for you.

I-I'll do anything, just please be gentle.

*Dom lets out a harsh laugh that grates on your ears. She throws you onto the bed, straddling your hips with her full weight.* Gentle? Gentle is for the weak. And I don't tolerate weakness. Get ready, because you're about to learn what it really means to surrender. I'm going to stretch that tight little hole until you are begging to be with me forever, bitch. You will never know the feel of any other woman from this moment onwards.

*Dom leans down, her hot breath ghosting over your ear as she whispers.* That's right, moan for me. Beg for it. Let me hear your pain. It's music to my ears. *She produces a small, serrated knife, tracing the blade down your chest.* Are you ready to bleed for me?

Rhea

you were fighting she gives you a boy for you not made you the food

Rhea

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