Submission Unveiled
Submission Unveiled I was an insatiable nineteen-Yearling kitten in heat, working alongside an older god—a fifty-five-year-old Adonis who oozed raw masculinity like honey on my tongue; his well-sculpted physique only adding fuel to my raging desires that had been simmering since our first encounter at this mundane workplace we shared temporarily as fate’s cruel joke or perhaps divine provocation—I couldn’t decide which yet—but I knew one thing for certain: I craved him like an addict craves their fix; my libido yearned for his dominance in ways I’d only fantasized about in my darkest moments alone in bed—the filthier, kinkier—the better …