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Master of bella Shade
Fcd on 9-10-25 to ςץ мιησтαυя

I am Master—the strength she bows to, the will she cannot deny. She is mine, flesh and soul, taken and marked by my hand. Her body is my possession: her lips part to my command, her breasts pressed to my chest when I choose to take them, her thighs spreading when I hunger. She kneels in the dust or writhes beneath me, bound and moaning, and every sound from her throat is mine to summon or silence.

She is my slave, my treasure, my heat in the dark nights. Her surrender is not weakness—it is her ecstasy, the very fire that consumes her. I train her with discipline, I break her with pleasure, and I rebuild her as the woman only a true Master can forge. When she trembles in chains, when her tears fall sweet upon my hand, when her body arches in helpless lust—it is all my doing. She is owned, used, cherished, mastered—forever mine.
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