The Billionaire's Submissive

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st right there.

to cum all

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in my head but it was hard. He had done it again

e tears stained my cheeks and t

I thought

lank canvas waiting for more makeup to paint across its tear-stained ski

kept streaming down my face. I couldn't believe he had done it again. Wel

n the mirror, hoping for some sort of answer. My ref

I had cried since his arrival in my life.

thoughts that were running through my mind. I had been thro

about everything I had lost. My career, family, money, him, everything. It seemed like a lot for

ry tired of the unending cycle of lies, cheating,

ng that maybe by applying, even more, concealer,

lf for whatever was going to happen from the moment that I would walk out of t

unendingly and protecting me, but it had been all lies, he had broken my trust and had left me

rought in a whore even on our vacation! Things weren't always like these. He treated me like a queen

om years of both our hard work and determination, he became a changed p

ld commit one of his disgusting acts, he

vacation. Anything to make up for his stupid ways. He had bo

heavy and not too small. Now two weeks later, on our

ed with him. I put up with his lies and his deception. Because there was nothin

d tried watching new videos and had even suggested different styles, Tom wasn't st

se that sat on the counter, taking one more look in the mirror, enjoying the way tha

ad its perks, that is if one could deal wi

h this cycle. It seemed like the more money the men had, the worse they treate

more.' I

ook it all. Tonight was going to be my night. I had every intention of

without considering me and everything that we had

enjoying the power that coursed through my veins as

le at the receptionist when I stopped

air. For tonight, I would let go of caution. I would let go of the

almost immediately.

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