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She bit her lip feeling him teasingly nibble her skin. Something about being tied up, something about being controlled by him, just something about this made her feel pleasure and she wanted more. He smirked. "Tell me..what is it that you really want?" ● Even though it was modern time, slaves were still aloud in some places and unfortunately 17 year old, Clare has just suffered her parents murder. She had been taking to a place all slaves go. She was now in the hands of her new owner, except He wasn't just any ordinary man. Clare had a dream of becoming a dancer, a ballerina. But how was she supposed to reach her dream when a blood thirsty being was blocking her path? . This story will contain some foul language, abuse, and sexual content including BDSM. If any of these displease you, then this story is not for you.
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