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Chapter 174: Now ride me

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"Now ride me." Sam commanded.

I snapped my head up, forgetting his buttons, and stared at him with wide eyes. "You can't be serious—"

"I thought we agreed on no arguments," Sam cut in quickly. "You're arguing quite a lot for a slave."

My mouth clamped shut.

"We're in public," I said, as if he didn’t already know.

"Then I suggest you do it very discreetly," Sam replied. "And light me another cigarette, dear."

He opened his cigarette packet and offered it to me.

"Yes, my King," I said, almost shaking my head in disbelief. I couldn’t believe I was about to do this. I snatched a cigarette from his hand, lit it with my own fingers, took a drag, and handed it back to him.

As soon as he took it, I pressed my lower body fully against his.

My wet underwear rubbed against him, and my hands clenched as my mind screamed at me to lift myself off and escape. This was too much.

Sam placed his hand on my hip, forcing my body down. "Continue," he directed.

I swayed my hips forward, riding a
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