The Gothic Grimoire

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“Open your legs.” In one tingling swoop, the command heated me with arousal and chilled me with dread. I couldn’t fight him on this. If he intended to sever the rope and not my hands, he needed a closer angle. I spread my legs. “Good girl.”
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