The rhythm of my feet on the packed earth was a steady drumbeat against the symphony of the woods. Sunlight dappled through the canopy, painting shifting patterns on the trail…
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The bass thrummed in my chest, a familiar rhythm in a new place. Onyx, the Dom/sub club, was a new sanctuary for me. Tonight, the air crackled with a different…
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The bass thrummed in my chest, a familiar rhythm in a new place. Onyx, the Dom/sub club, was a new sanctuary for me. Tonight, the air crackled with a different…
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The bass thrummed in my chest, a familiar rhythm in a place I knew so well. Onyx, the Dom/sub club, was my sanctuary. Tonight, the air crackled with a different…
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The air was crisp and clean, scented with pine and damp earth. John, a man built for the outdoors, muscles honed from years of hiking and climbing, breathed deeply, savoring…
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