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Texted Teased and Trapped at Work - The Kink Diary #2

Ella Louise

Publisher: Ella Louise

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Summary

Sexting.  Chastity belts.  Pleasure denial.  Deep throats and facials.  Utter submission to my unrelenting Dom.  And this is just day two...   I've taken the leap of publishing my very private, very kinky journal to the world.  All you have to do, dear reader, is enjoy. 

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