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His fingers reach my skin, gently grasping under my chin and tilting my face upward to fully meet his gaze.
The feeling of his soft fingers, dominating stare, and the wholly emasculating position I am in sends my mind into a tailspin.
What am I doing? How is it that an hour ago I was casually walking the streets, and now I'm subjugating myself, kneeling before another man in a dark, unknown chamber?
You will call me Sorin. After tonight, you will belong to me and no other. Is this what you desire?
His fingers teasingly stroke my jawline as he speaks.
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