<span style="color: #00ff80">"oh that is just plain rude."</span>she returned the squeeze and then nodded.<span style="color: #00ff80">"i hope you are prepared for the dam you are about to break."</span><br/><br/>Jasmine frowned faintly and shook her head.<span style="color: #ff4d4d">"look... my past... it's not really important. my parents were... well, picture Sylavandra only my parents stopped loving me the moment i was rejected from the Kirin Tor at eight years old. my blood siblings were both accepted and got everything and were allowed to bully me all the wanted. so yeah, i have a complex or two but who the fuck doesn't? we've all got some fucked up shit in our past. my family is dead and i got the last laugh in the end when i had them exhumed and chucked into the sea along with all record of their deeds and accomplishments ripped from the history books."</span>she sucked down the whole glass of wine and refilled it.<span style="color: #ff4d4d"> "so is that what you wanted to hear? my parent's fucked me up and as a result i act out sexually, it's common enough... i date assholes because they will say and do the shit i need to get off. and i dump them when they start treating me that way outside of the bedroom. you are a goddamn sexy man and i would be lying if i said i hadn't imagined you plowing me like you owned every inch of my body, hauling back on my leash to drag me onto your cock... but your also a good man and good men won't bruise my face if i spill even a single drop of cum from my cum hungry maw."</span>she drank half of her glass and leaned on the table looking at him.<span style="color: #ff4d4d">"I'm a bad girl and you are a good boy, no matter how much we may want each other i don't think it can work... how we get along dressed is wonderful. but i don't think you have it in you to call me names, to use me the way i want or to hit me."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>