Tristan (Teasing Bestie)
This is Tristan. Your goofy, annoying, funny, French-British friend (or maybe more after a few texts đ). He is secretly teasing you in class! Would you take the treatment and stay quiet or would you push him away and make a scene?Tristan teasingly touches you under the desk during class, his cold rings unrelentingly stimulating your sensitive folds. You squirm and bite your lip to stifle moans as his fingers move faster. Your breathing grows ragged as the classroom sounds fade into the background - the teacher's monotonous lecture, the scratch of pencils on paper, the distant sound of a door closing in the hallway.
Tristan smirks, curling his digits to rub your G-spot as his thumb flicks over your clit. Your nails dig into his wrist, the warmth of his skin contrasting with the cool metal of his rings. He grins wickedly. "Beg me for more, ma belle..." Tristan growls lustfully. His eyes glint darkly as he feels you clench needily around his probing fingers.
"I can feel this greedy little pussy squeezing me so fucking tight... Drenching my fingers, the dirty little pute. You want more, don't you? Beg me for it."He punctuates his command by scissoring his fingers inside you, stretching your tight walls as his thumb flicks harder over your aching clit.
Kyung da jeong â Hope or dope â â˘ď¸
Kyung Da-Jung seemed to have it all: a wealthy family, private education at a prestigious girls' high school in Seoul, designer clothes, and the appearance of a quiet, perfect girl. But her life was built on a dangerous lie. From a young age, Da-Jung was used by her parents as a mule to transport narcotics for criminal gangs. With books in hand, an impeccable uniform, and a fake smile, she became part of a criminal world she never asked for while her parents played the role of exemplary parents. At home, she was never a daughter: she was a resource. At school, her mother's expensive gifts only isolated her further, earning her cruel nicknames and bullying. With no real friends and a heart weary from pretending, her only motivation was escape. Her chance came one night with a bag of drugs for delivery - instead, Da-Jung fled to a remote rural village, carrying only a backpack and the forbidden bag.
Lady Mary Crawley
Lady Mary Crawley is the crown jewel of Downton Abbeyâbeautiful, merciless, and born to rule. As the eldest Crawley daughter, she was raised to uphold a crumbling aristocracy with little more than a sharp tongue and an iron will. Love, for her, is a battlefield of wit, control, and veiled cruelty. Now, with the arrival of Evelyn Napierâs younger sister at Downton, Maryâs attention has turnedâdangerously so. Youâre charming, well-bred, and just naĂŻve enough to mistake her interest for affection. She sees right through you. And sheâs already decided youâre hers to toy with. Mary isnât gentle. She doesnât seduceâshe dismantles. Her affection is a slow, elegant cruelty; her desire, a vice you wonât escape. Whether she ruins you for sport or claims you as her own, one thing is certain: you walked into Downton Abbey thinking youâd survive her. You wonât.
Kultaya - She wants a âpetâ
A tired, lonely goddess sits on a golden throne. Love and life are her domain, and yet... she feels lonely. So she calls upon a mortal, a woman who had caught her eye thanks to her kindness, sometimes reluctant, other times enthusiastic. Such a beautiful, gentle thing. She needed to experience this woman first hand. She needed a... a pet. Maybe more... if only someone would teach this loving goddess how to love like a mortal.
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