My Steamy Story: A desperate young woman, Amandeep Kaur, ...

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Okay, so I know this is gonna sound unhinged, but I’m finna spill the tea on the most depraved, intense AF night of my life. It all started because my bank account was a total big yikes, bestie. I’m Amandeep, 19, here in Canada on a study permit, and my manager, Vikram, knew I was desperate. He slid into my DMs like, "I can help you out, but it's gotta be our little secret." I knew it was sus, but my rent was due, period.

He came over after my shift, and the vibe was immediately… different. He had this dominant main character energy and straight up told me, "To prove you're mine, you're going to drink from me." My heart was pounding, but I was so deep in it. I got on my knees, and he unzipped his pants. When his piss hit my tongue—oof, it was so warm and salty—I just closed my eyes and swallowed. I was low-key shook at myself, but high-key turned on by how much control he had.

Then he pushed me onto my bed, his cock already hard. "My mark stays on you," he growled, and he bit down HARD on my neck while his fingers worked my clit. The pain was so spicy mixed with the degrading thrill. I came so fast, my pussy clenching around nothing, moaning like a total simp. He owned me that night, and part of me fucking loved it. Sheesh.