Chapter 18: His Possessiveness

"This is clearly an act of jest, You should live all your life atoning for your sins yet you even dared to come in here ? If this isn't making jest of Lady Taylor then what is this ?"

Mira snarled, She gave a devilish smirk - like smile, She dreads that Lord Storm spends his time with a lowly slave whilst she has been his mistress for a whole year and Lord Storm had only fucked her for only a week straight and later abandoned her.

During these weeks she got the best sex of her life, no man has ever held her to such submissiveness, no man has ever rendered her so useless,

He fucked her till she fainted, she was resusticated and fucked like there was no tomorrow, his masculinity, the way he handles his subs, his massive veinous cock, she misses everything.

The way he changes her position like she was not a living thing, spreading her legs wide and sucking her clitoris and almost making her go nut, she misses everything.

That she sold herself away as Lord Storm mistress, And she's li