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Yesterday I woke up in the morning feeling unlike ever before. She had dreamed of being a Submissive Whore to a man taunting me and making me submissive to his every whim. I had feelings of longing and arousal that shuddered through my body, begging for me to take action. I knew what it was – I was a submissive whore, needing domination from an Arabian King.

I needed to find someone who could satisfy my desires and wants. Taking a deep breath I stood up and decided I would go on a quest in search of the cock of my dreams. I packed my bags and began to head in an unfamiliar direction. As I arrived I saw a market bustling in the distance, but could not make out the faces. Taking a step closer I saw that it was an Arabian market full of typical Arabian wares, and then I saw him.

He was tall, with a strong and defined build, skin like tan and dark eyes that pierced my soul. I couldn’t speak, but instead felt myself drawn towards him like a moth to a flame. When we locked eyes I felt the spark ignite between us. Immediately, I knew he was the one I’d been searching for.

Feeling slightly relieved yet still nervous, I followed him to his abode. He showed me what awaited me – a place of bondage, humiliation and exquisite pleasure.

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