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The heavy metallic door clicked shut, its echo reverberating through the dimly lit corridor, a chilling finality that made Cathleen's skin prickle with unease. As it thudded closed, it seemed to sever her connection to the outside world, plunging her into Xavier's enigmatic realm. The sound of the latch sliding into place signaled an irrevocable commitment to whatever awaited inside.The door itself was a formidable barrier, its surface etched with intricate patterns that seemed to whisper stories of past encounters within these walls. Each scratch and dent told a silent tale of secrets and desires hidden behind its imposing facade.Cathleen hesitated for a moment, her hand lingering on the cold metal handle before she steeled herself for what lay beyond. With a deep breath, she crossed the threshold into the unknown, her heart pounding in anticipation of what Xavier had planned next."Fuck," she muttered under her breath, barely audible over the pulsing bass that vibrated through the
Last Updated : 2024-07-19The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter On all fours
Cathleen's heels clicked on the polished concrete, a staccato rhythm lost amidst the moans and sharp slaps echoing through the dimly lit hall. Velvet ropes created islands of debauchery in a sea of eager observers. Her gaze flitted around, trying to anchor herself in this new reality.She paused near one such island. A woman, her back arched in submission, was being secured to a bench. The tall figure shrouding her in darkness moved with precision, the leather straps tightened across pale wrists and ankles, a belt cinching at the waist. Escape was a fantasy here.In the subdued lighting, green eyes glinted briefly at Cathleen before they vanished behind a blindfold. The woman in black whispered to her captive, eliciting a nod and a smile that seemed too serene for the circumstances. Standing upright, the Dom lady noticed Cathleen's stare. The woman winked at Cathleen, and it sent a shockwave down Cathleen's spine, a silent challenge cast before she turned to her table of implements.T
Last Updated : 2024-07-19The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter Is this what you want?
Xavier and Cathleen walked into a room where there was a man bent over the bed, and another man seemed to be working his fist into him. Xavier stopped to take in each scene that was open to viewing, but there was nothing on his face to give away whether he was into it or not. He just looked considering and politely interested each time."Quite the spectacle," he murmured, his voice devoid of judgment yet edged with an unspoken command for attention.Cathleen’s breath hitched, her heart thudding against her ribcage. "I can't take you to every session in here," Xavier said, turning to her with a look that peered through her defenses. "But I believe you have seen enough. What do you think?"She swallowed hard, the words sticking like shards in her throat. "It's a lot."His nod came slowly, deliberate. "My first time here, I was overwhelmed and curious, even though I wasn't new to this lifestyle." His admission hung heavy between them."You were already a Dom when you first came to this c
Last Updated : 2024-07-20The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter His to Command
The elevator chimed its arrival at the penthouse suite, a metallic whisper before doors slid open. Cathleen stepped out into opulence shadowed by an ominous hush. Xavier's grip on her hand tightened as he led her through the sprawling space, his footsteps silent on the plush carpet."Xavier, what is this place?" Cathleen's voice echoed slightly, betraying her unease."Something special for you," he murmured, guiding her past the usual trappings of luxury to an inconspicuous door at the far end. He didn't knock—this was his domain.With a click, darkness greeted them, until Xavier reached in and flicked the lights on. Cathleen's breath hitched. This wasn't a bedroom; it was a playroom. The walls were lined with shelves, a dark smorgasbord of leather and steel. In the center, the spanking bench loomed—a cruel promise under the stark light."You bring your victims here?" Her words came out sharper than intended, spiked with jealous venom."No, you are the first victim here, Cat." His voi
Last Updated : 2024-07-23The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter His to play with
Cathleen's pulse hammered, a frenzied drumbeat in her temples as the click of each cuff echoed through the room. Bound. Immobilized on the bench, her body splayed open, vulnerable. Xavier's hands were meticulous, ensuring no slack in the chains, no hope of escape. Flashbacks to that club scene invaded her thoughts—the woman cuffed and spanked, pleasure contorting her face. That girl had reveled in it. Cathleen? She braced for humiliation."Damn," Xavier murmured, circling like a predator. "You are sexy like this, Cat." His voice was laced with a smug satisfaction that made her skin crawl. "Perfectly fucking presented... just for me."His hand glided down her spine; involuntarily, she shivered. The metal links clicked—a mocking chorus to her unease. "Pleasing sight, seeing you displayed, Cat."She rolled her eyes, a silent protest. Control your breaths, she coached herself. Don't let him see you flinch.A sudden touch jolted her—his hand on her ass. The thin fabric of her underwear mig
Last Updated : 2024-07-26The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter His to take
Xavier's voice sliced through the air, as merciless as his stare. "Are you sure you want a cock inside your needy little pussy?" His fingers grazed her heat, the head of the dildo pressing insistently against her. Cathleen's body responded with an eager betrayal, her folds parting in silent plea."Please," she managed to gasp out, the sharp edge of her usual defiance now dulled by raw need. "I thought you asked me if I was ready already. Please, Xavier, I'm ready.""Tell me how bad you want it," Xavier demanded, his words a velvet threat that sent a shiver down her spine."I want it so bad," Cathleen groaned, unable to disguise the craving woven into every syllable. Her hips betrayed her, seeking friction, grinding against the unyielding silicone head."Please, just do it. Just fuck me with the damn dildo, please!" The words tumbled from her lips, a cascade of surrender.Xavier's response was a pause, the kind that stretched seconds into eternities. The dildo retracted, and Cathleen's
Last Updated : 2024-07-28The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter You take what I give you
Sunlight pierced the room, a blade of gold slicing through half-drawn curtains. It struck Cathleen's eyes, a sharp reminder that dawn had come uninvited. She stirred, consciousness creeping in like an unwelcome guest. Her body ached, a delicious, tender soreness between her thighs. Eyes fluttering open, she expected the hard lines of Xavier beside her—instead, Bella's soft breathing filled the space."Fuck," she murmured. “There was no way what happened was a dream.” The memory of being fucked hard with a dildo flashed vividly in her mind, Xavier's stern gaze watching her every moan. But how the hell did New York's skyline replace Miami's nocturnal glow?Her heart raced. Need clawed at her insides, raw and demanding. Xavier. Why only a toy? His flesh was what she craved. A dick not a fucking dildo!She rose, each movement igniting the embers left by last night's fire. Slipping from Bella's bed, she padded toward their room, intent on washing away the confusion and the ache for more.S
Last Updated : 2024-07-29The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter Is The Mug Too Hot To Handle?
With each step, Avery's heels beat a furious rhythm on the worn linoleum, echoing through hers and her mother’s cramped apartment that had become more of a prison than a refuge. "Mother!" Her voice was sharp and cutting, piercing the stale air like a knife searching for its target.Dora lounged on a threadbare couch, the flicker of the television casting ghoulish shadows on her face. She sipped her tea, unperturbed, a queen in exile amidst crumbling walls. "What is it?" The words dripped with disinterest."Are you really going to give up on my dream?" Avery's quivering hands clenched tightly, her nails leaving imprints on her skin. Tears streaked down her cheeks, smudging her mascara as she refused to abandon her ambition."What dream?" Dora's brow arched, teacup to lips, the epitome of calculated calm. The scent of warm, earthy tea wafted through the air, adding to the serene atmosphere of the room."Mother, my dream of marrying the richest man in New York City?" Avery spat out the w
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Xavier strode through the door, the weight of the day sloughing off his shoulders at the sight ahead. Cathleen stood at the stove, her movements fluid, and practiced, with little Bella snug against her back in a carrier, her chubby cheeks squished against her mother's spine. He couldn't help but smile."Hey, my girls," he murmured, bending to press a kiss first on Cathleen's temple, then on Bella's forehead, inhaling the homely scent of cooking and baby shampoo. He watched them for a moment longer before turning away, the warmth of their closeness giving way to the chill of the sitting room."I know you don't want to hear this," he called over his shoulder, the words carrying an edge as they cut through the domestic scene, "but your father has been discharged from the hospital."Cathleen's stirring stilled, her body tensing up. She exhaled, a weary sound that seemed to carry all the weight of her dread. "I can't lose him," she whispered more to herself than to Xavier."Old man's tough
The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter No one's dying today
Xavier’s heart was pounding, and his footsteps thundered as he descended the stairs. The scene before him was a twisted tableau: Avery’s arm was outstretched, her gun aimed directly at Cathleen, his wife, but Cathleen stood firm, unflinching, like stone."Aaa, right on time, babe," Avery cooed, her gaze sickly sweet upon Xavier. "I wanted you to watch when I shot her; she is the wall blocking our love from blooming.""Fuck," he muttered under his breath, his hands lifting in a gesture of surrender. "Avery, you must have forgotten; I am Cathleen's husband, not yours." His voice was ice, calmness belying the chaos."Always playing saint, aren't we?" Avery's scorn sliced through the air. "It has always been simple. Live your life to the fullest, but stay away from what's mine. Was that too much to ask Cathleen?"Her laughter was manic, echoing off the walls.Xavier's eyes flicked to Cathleen, searching for fear, for surrender. There was none. She was a fortress, her expression unreadable
The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter You took my toy
Chaos erupted. Amidst the somber atmosphere of the funeral, a sudden shriek shattered the silence as William's lifeless body collapsed onto the ground. His blood stained the grass, mingling with the soil near Dora's freshly filled grave. "Oh, my God!" The cry echoed through the cemetery."She shot her own father!" Accusations flew as mourners scattered like leaves in a gale.Avery stood there, her face contorted with rage; her gun was still pointed at Cathleen. William took a shot for Cathleen because he couldn’t let her die; she was the only good one in the family. William’s body is now a barrier to Avery's twisted desires. People swarmed between them, their panic a living wall blocking Avery's line of fire."Move!" Avery's scream lashed out, raw and violent. But the crowd surged, oblivious to her fury. She spat venom at Cathleen, her voice a snarl. "You fucking bitch, I will make sure I finish what I started, and I will never stop until Xavier is mine!"Cathleen refused to let the c
The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter See you in hell Bitch!
A chill wind swept over the cemetery, rustling the solemn rows of tombstones. Cathleen's heels crunched on the gravel, her black dress clinging to her like a second skin. Xavier's arm was a vice around their daughter Bella, his jaw set and eyes dark as the sky above. Murmurs rippled through the crowd as they advanced, a wave of turned heads marking their path."Look at that," someone hissed from the sea of black attire."Did she really have to come?""Shh...it's starting."They settled near the front, close enough for William to feel their presence. His eyes met Cathleen's, an unspoken storm in the glance they shared. Cathleen lowered her gaze, a silent nod to the man who'd never let her fall. Avery, standing rigid by the casket, simmered with an anger so potent it could curdle blood."You shouldn't be here," she spat under her breath, words meant for snakes's ears only.Cathleen ignored her, the air too thick with grief and old grudges. She straightened, shoulders back, defiance etch
The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter Your Father Needs You
Xavier's arms, sinewy and sure, cradled Cathleen's limp form as he lifted her from the cold, unforgiving floor of the dungeon. The dim light cast shadows over her face, the afterglow of their session still etched on her features. He navigated the hallway with a predator's grace, each step deliberate, carrying his wife to the sanctuary of their bedroom and throwing the walk-in closet.He laid her down on the bed, silk sheets enveloping her like a lover's embrace. Xavier’s eyes lingered on Cathleen, tracing the curve of her cheek, the swell of her chest rising and falling in slumber. She was a vision—a tempestuous beauty drained by their shared intensity.The need for taking a shower before he sleeps pulled him away, and he slipped out of his clothes, leaving them in a heap. The shower beckoned, a hiss of steam and spray echoing off the marble. Water cascaded over him, a baptism washing away the remnants of their dark play.Surrounded by a thick cloud of steam, the sound of his phone pi
The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter A Beautiful Sated Mess
Cathleen's tongue moved with skilled precision, tracing the throbbing vein beneath his tight skin. Every time she sucked on it, he let out a deep guttural groan, his hips a machine of raw, carnal rhythm. he was using her as an instrument to fulfill his primal needs. She was merely an object to him, a tool for his darkest cravings, and yet she gloried in it."Fuck," he gasped, his voice a low animal growl. His body tensed, every muscle coiled tight, ready to unleash the storm brewing deep within his loins. Her mouth—so damn perfect—was both his heaven and hell. He hovered, teetering on the brink of oblivion, debating whether to cum on her face or her throat.Swallow it, he decided.He drove into her, relentless, his grip on her hair unyielding. Small thrusts turned her throat into his personal sanctum, his temple of release. And then the curse of his climax broke free—a whisper against the roar of his pleasure. Hot jets filled her, branding her insides, and though she gagged, she took
The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter How I crave it
Cathleen's gaze lingered on the floor, her posture a silent testament to submission. The air crackled with tension, thick with the scent of longing and power. Xavier towered over her, his presence an oppressive force that kept her tethered to the spot."You're going to let me fuck your mouth," he commanded, voice like gravel. His eyes bored into her, capturing every flicker of emotion that danced across her features. Lust swirled there, betraying her inner turmoil. "And if you're lucky, I'll let you cum before I'm done with you for the night. But you've got to make it good for me if you want that to happen. Do you understand?"Her silence hung heavy between them until he prodded, "I asked you a question."She nodded, her voice a whisper lost in the void. "I understand.""Good girl," Xavier praised, a crooked smile playing on his lips. He made a show of unbuckling his belt, the sound slicing through Cathleen's resolve. His cock sprang free, already half-hard—evidence of his own desire
The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter Good Girl
Cathleen's jaw tightened, and she gritted her teeth as Xavier's fingers glided over her skin. She held herself back, resisting the urge to give in to the overwhelming feeling of pleasure. He enjoyed the resistance she put up and the battle between them as she fought against him. But he knew it wouldn't last for long."Fuck," the word hissed out between her teeth—a half curse, half sigh—as he withdrew from her most sensitive spot, only to invade her with a sudden thrust. His fingers curled inside her, an unspoken invitation to succumb. Cathleen’s body betrayed her with a shudder, slick warmth coating his probing digits."Mmm, it feels like you want my dick in you right now, Cat." Xavier's voice dripped with taunting arrogance. "Do you want me to fuck you? Bend you over?"Silence hung, broken only by her stifled whimper. Her silence was submission enough for now.As he observed her, Xavier couldn't help but notice the quickening rise and fall of her chest, a clear sign of her arousal de
The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter Come here
"Come here," Xavier commanded, the authority in his voice as palpable as the tension crackling between them. Cathleen’s glare could have cut glass, but she stepped forward anyway, her heels clicking sharply against the cold floor. Towering over her, he reveled in the height difference, utilizing it to impose and dominate. His hand reached out, fingers grazing her jaw, demanding her gaze."Look at me." The words were a velvet growl.Reluctantly, her eyes met his, defiance sparking within their depths. Even scowling, she exuded a beauty that was raw and real, stirring something predatory within him. Swiftly, he fastened the collar around her neck, meticulously adjusting it until it lay just so. The ring dangled, a silent testament to who commanded this game."Perfect," he murmured, stepping back to admire her. His eyes traced her form, approving yet unsatisfied. He held up a finger, a silent command punctuated by a menacing grin. "Wait one second. Don't move.""Is that an order, sir?" H
