Afleveringen
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Silk ropes. Oiled hands. Dozens of masked eyes.
Tonight, I became the altar… and they were ready to worship.
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No stage. No booth. Just a sacred chamber and a crowd in masks.
Tonight, I was undressed by silence… and prepared for worship.
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Zijn er afleveringen die ontbreken?
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A violet note. A secret club beneath the cathedral. And a final message delivered after the last beat.
They didn’t want a DJ. They wanted me.
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No club. No lights. Just the final time she called me to my knees.
And when I gave her everything, she left me with one thing I’ll never forget.
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She woke me without a word, handed me coffee, and told me I’d have to earn her again.
By the time the water hit her skin, I was already on my knees.
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The boat party ended. The guests went home. But she wasn’t done with me yet.
Tonight, it was only us—and the mirror didn’t miss a thing.
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She put me on a leash in front of everyone. I crawled, I begged, I came with them watching.
Tomorrow, she won’t be gentle with the audience either.
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She bound my wrist to the booth and dropped to her knees. I came with a song still playing. Tomorrow, I won’t be behind the decks—I’ll be the one putting on the show.
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She told me to strip. I did. She tied me down, pushed me against the mirror… and took her time. Tomorrow, I won’t get to come so easy.
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The night began with an invitation sealed in violet wax… and ended in a playroom made for two.
Velvet, mirrors, hands… and a stranger who tasted like sin.
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The shoot was over. The lights were off. But the ache lingered.
He thought he was capturing me—framing my body, my poses, my submission.
But in the end, it was me who walked away glowing, marked by his scent, and owning every frame he thought he controlled.
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He tied the satin around his wrists this time. And then he knelt.
I stepped into the spotlight, slowly, deliberately—every movement mine. And when I touched myself, it wasn’t for him, the lens, or the pose.
It was for the woman I’d become… when I realized he was the one surrendering.
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He tied me up, knelt behind me, and whispered that I was perfect.
But by the time he dropped the camera and held my hips, we both knew the truth—he was the one undone.
Every flicker of light on my skin, every breath I took… wasn’t submission. It was seduction.
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He tied me with satin, turned up the bass, and made me move like I was back behind the decks—only this time, I was the setlist.
He circled me with the camera, whispering how many men would stroke to the sight of me trembling under red light.
And when I begged for a break… he told me: Good girls suffer for the shot.🔞 Best enjoyed alone, with headphones… and one hand free.
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He sat behind me. Silent. Still. Watching.
I opened myself slowly—deliberately—until I could feel his breath shift from hunger to worship.
And when I touched myself, it wasn’t to come. It was to offer. To show him what devotion looked like when the power was mine to give.
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No lens. No flash. Just his eyes, and the way they stripped me bare.
He didn’t touch at first—he hovered, worshipped, watched. And when I knelt between his legs, still bound, I knew this wasn’t about capturing an image.
This was about creating a memory he’d never be able to erase.
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He didn’t speak. He didn’t touch.
He tied my wrists with silk and watched me bloom in front of his lens—every pose, every breath, every inch offered in silence.
Because sometimes, the most powerful desire… is simply to be seen.
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Morning light, stained sheets, wrists still tied.
I rode him until he shattered, until my name was all he could say. He begged. He came. He broke. And when I finally let him rest, I marked him one last time—with praise.
Mine.
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He was trembling. Dripping. Whispering please like it might save him.
But I wanted more. I made him beg again—with his mouth, with his tongue, with every inch of submission he had left.
And when I finally let him taste me, I marked him with just one word.
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He begged. Not politely—desperately. The kind of begging that comes from the hips, not the throat.
I let him taste me. I let him tremble. But he still had to earn it… and when I finally slid down onto him, he knew who he belonged to.🔞 Best enjoyed alone, with headphones… and one hand free.
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