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Dominique Paige

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Beschreibung

When Jeremy runs into a webcam dominatrix at the mall, he is stunned and takes a chance at introducing himself. Nothing can prepare him for her reaction! Threatened with the concept of her real life identity being exposed, she decides that she needs to make sure Jeremy doesn't tell a soul. Making a snap decision, she decides right then and there to take control of him the only way she knows how!

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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017

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My BBW Mistress

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Dominique Paige

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Title Page

My BBW Mistress: A FemDom Story

Jeremy looked at her out of the corner of his eye as she walked out of the clothing store, bags in each hand. She was his perfect body type: thick, curvy and stacked in all the right places. There was something different about this girl though, and he stared at her intently trying to figure it out. He had the vague feeling that he had met her before. He was too shy to approach her, but since he couldn’t shake the feeling that he knew her he decided to follow her around for a bit in case he remembered.

Moving casually and hanging back several feet so she wouldn’t notice him, he followed her until she went into another store. Sitting on a bench outside, he tried to talk himself into approaching her. He sat out there for what seemed like ages; occasionally glancing up to make sure she was still there. Eventually she walked out of the store with another bag in her hand, except this time she headed straight towards Jeremy.

Shit. Jeremy thought to himself as she clearly made eye contact with him. She walked up to the bench and dropped the bags next to him.

“OK creeper, what’s the deal. Don’t think I haven’t noticed you perving on me for the past ten minutes.”

Jeremy was so surprised he couldn’t respond properly, instead opening his mouth and mumbling a reply.

“What was that?” She asked with an annoyed look on her face. “What are you, some sort of stalker?”