Need
When he ordered me to bare myself for him, I should have done anything other than obey. But as I stand here watching him devour me with his eyes, what I feel isn't merely shame.
It is need.
Need for his gaze wandering over my quivering body like a beast about to pounce on his prey.
Need for his hands roaming over every inch of me, reminding me that it all belongs to him, then pinning my arms with ease as he spanks me raw before reclaiming me as roughly as he pleases.
Need so desperate I couldn't control it even if I wanted to...and I'm not sure I want to.
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