He commanded his subs with a skill forged from raw lust and power. His mastery lay in the exquisite contrast between pleasure and pain, in the fire-hot embrace of orgasmic bliss and the searing stab of forbidden longing. His touch was taintless, yet supremely powerful – a gateway to a realm of subjugation and delirious, dizzying pleasure.
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He pulled her close, his hand firm on the back of her neck. It was an erotic display of dominance and submission, of vulnerability and power. His grip made her trembling body ache with excitement, her skin craving his touch. She felt wild and free, yielding to his will. He whispered his love and urged her to surrender, promising her rapture in his domination.
He clasped her wrists in his strong hands, and as he leaned in to gaze into her eyes, his lips softly brushed hers. He whispered “You are mine,” as he teased her neck with feather-soft kisses and caresses, igniting her body with a passion to be subjugated by the King.