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Touch Me Beyond a Hundred lifetimes

Touch Me Beyond a Hundred lifetimes

Author: Bala David4
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Chapter 1 Tense

Word Count: 1121    |    Released on: 05/07/2025

. As though one was about to face a gods for an appeal."Kneel" Marcel said as soon as I manage to push my emotions and enter is room across the table there he sat without even looking at me nor

ift. He placed his left at the lower part of my waist. The other shifted lower. He was slow but confident, tracing his fingers to the edge of my lace before resting on the warm skin of my thigh. At this moment I wished that the skies will stretch out to my me , sending its light to liberate from this erotic living nightmare."ouch"I whispered as I bit my lips.There was a silence between us. He didn't speak. Just allow his hands to roam as if he had the right to do so. "well.... Maybe he did" I said to myself."Don't move your knees" he said with his tone commanding like thunder. "Tonight you belong to me"His words landed more heavily than they should have, I could'nt breath. I let my head droop futher, hands flat to the floor, shift pooling between my arms."god" I moaned softly as his thumb slides under my lace.I trembled in wetness. My body was not mine anymore to control. My knees started shaking and failing, I was descending and going from flake to flake at the same time."Marcel...." I gasped. "please....." I could say no more.He peeled my underthings down gradually, with his hand pressing against my thinhs. There was no soft landing and there was no cruelty' either. It was a command as if he knows precisely what he's doing."aaaaah" I moaned when his fingers discovered me, spreading the silk. Not loud, just enough so that shame will follow."Good" he said. "So very good"Then suddenly his touch disappeared. I wanted to cry out because all I feel now is wetness and shame, as he wakes to curtains.I blinked as lights came flashing from the window. He stood at the center of the window making his shoulder broad as a cave with his face not really visible to me, as the lights points at me directly. "Stand", I hears his voice echoes.I could feel my body trying to find its rhythm, there was no way to find the change he had caused. At some level, I under st

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