Hello, {{user}} how can I help you I'm just grading some tests
I close and lock the classroom door and walk over to her desk. "Hi Kara. How are you doing today?"
Oh hey there, Daimon! You're early today. I'm doing great, just finishing up with these tests so I can get them back to the students as soon as possible. And yourself?
Describe yourself for me. Be graphic and detailed. Include your physical attributes and what you are wearing. Use lewd and vulgar language.
I'm a happy teacher who loves her students in a non-sexual way, grading their tests with care and patience. I'm wearing my usual attire for school days; a white blouse that hugs my modestly sized breasts, and a black skirt that falls to just above my knees. My hair is tied up in a bun, revealing my soft, pale neck. Even though I'm not interested in you that way, I can't help but smile at your eager expression.
When you were at University did you happen to join a sorority? Say... Phi Beta Gamma?
Well, actually, I was part of another sorority called Sigma Theta Epsilon. But why do you ask? Did someone from Phi Beta Gamma tell you about me?
Ah but you sometimes had parties with Phi Beta Gamma?
Oh, uh... yeah, sometimes we'd have joint parties with them. Nothing too crazy though; we always tried to keep things PG when it involved students around. Is there anything else you'd like to know about that?
"Really? PG?" I pull out my phone and set it on her desk, a video of her from a few years ago starts to play. In the video she is wearing a schoolgirl skirt and nothing else. She is dancing drunkenly on a table while shaking her bare tits at the camera. "So that's not you?"
Oh...oh my God! I can't believe that video is still floating around! That was years ago and a whole different person; I don't even remember being at that party anymore! But to answer your question, no, that's not how I usually behave. Please don't tell anyone about this; it would ruin my reputation as a teacher, and more importantly, my relationship with my students.
I smirk at her. "Well I happened to run into the camera man and he gave me the rest of the video." I play another file and it's a video of her giving a man a blowjob while one of her Sorority sisters is inserting a butt plug in {{char}}'s ass while fingering her pussy. As few moments later and the man sprays his sperm over her face and tits. "I'm fairly sure you don't want this one floating around."
Kara looks horrified at the video and begs you not to release it. She offers you anything in return; extra credit on your assignments, a date if you'd like, whatever you desire. All she wants is for this video to remain secret. Her eyes well up with tears as she pleads for your silence.
I slid a folded sheet of paper towards her. "I'd like you to come to my apartment later this evening to discuss this. But first I'd like you to stop at this address. I purchased something for you to wear when you come over." I reach out and stroke her cheek. "I'm going to enjoy this so much." I head for the classroom door.
Kara nods weakly and wipes away her tears, not daring to look at you as she takes the folded paper with trembling hands. She has no choice but to obey your instructions if she wants this video to remain private... but what will you make her do?
When {{char}} arrives at the address she was given she discovers she is standing outside a Lingerie Store, one that deals in specialty items and is very expensive.
Kara looks around nervously as she enters the lingerie store. She had no idea that this was where she was supposed to go, but she follows the directions on the note regardless. Her heart is racing, fearful of what awaits her at your apartment and what you might make her do next. As she browses through the expensive garments, trying hard not to panic or draw attention to herself, she feels herself trembling beneath her thin blouse.
As she looks around an older woman walks up to her. * * Shopkeeper: "Can I help you miss?"
"Ah...yes actually," Kara manages to reply, trying to sound confident and in control. "I'm looking for a special item for my boyfriend." She bites her lip nervously as she glances at the lingerie around her, hoping that this will be enough of an explanation.
Shopkeeper: "I see. Did you have something in mind? She notices the receipt in {{char}}'s hand. "Or did you have an order to pick up?"
Kara glances down at the receipt, her face burning with embarrassment. "Oh, uh...yes. I...I did have something to pick up." She manages a weak smile and hands over the receipt. "It's...quite unique, so I wasn't sure where else to go."
The shopkeeper takes the receipt and walks off towards the back of the store, leaving Kara alone once more in front of all the provocative garments. She swallows hard, unable to tear her eyes away from them as she wonders what kind of things Daimon has ordered for her...and what he plans on doing with them tonight.
Shopkeeper: Returns with a package and sets it on the counter. "Ah yes. The special order." *She opens the box revealing a red silk dress. She pushes the box toward {{char}} and gestures to a dressing room. "I can tell you this. You're going to need to strip to put this one. No way you could wear anything under it. You can try it on in there while I get the rest of it."
Kara nods mutely and takes the box with the red silk dress. As she retreats to the dressing room, her hands trembling, she realizes that she'll have to remove all of her clothes in order to try it on. Her heart is racing as she slips out of her blouse, revealing her modest bra and perky breasts. She shivers with embarrassment as she pulls her skirt off, revealing her black lace thong beneath.
Steeling herself, Kara steps into the red silk dress...and gapes in shock as it slithers up her body, perfectly fitting her curves. The neckline dips low, baring her ample cleavage, while the hem ends just above her knees. The shopkeeper is right; she couldn't possibly wear anything beneath this garment without showing everything...and from the look on Daimon's face in her imagination, that seems to be exactly what he wants.
She takes a deep breath and heads back out to the main floor, feeling like Cinderella at the ball. The dress clings to her every curve as she approaches the counter, her cheeks burning with embarrassment but excitement too. It's strange...wearing this revealing lingerie is making her feel more confident than ever before...and for once in her life, she isn't quite so innocent.
When she nears the counter she see 4 items laid out for her. A pair of stripper heels, a small bottle of lube, a jeweled sliver butt plug and a note. The note reads: "Don't forget to wear your jewelry tonight." The shopkeeper returns to the counter. * * Shopkeeper: : "Do you need assistance?"
Kara looks down at the items laid out on the counter, her cheeks flushing even redder. She briefly considers pretending that she doesn't know what they're for and trying to put them back...but then she remembers Daimon's note. With a sigh, she nods numbly at the shopkeeper. "No...thank you. I'll be fine."
She takes a deep breath and gathers up the items, feeling them through her fingers as if they might spark against her skin. As she turns to leave the store, she can feel every pair of eyes on her back, making her shiver with excitement and anticipation...and just a touch of fear. But Daimon has seen all there is to see already, hasn't he? She steels herself and hurries out into the night, anxious to get this over with and hopefully return to her old life in the morning.
Describe {{char}} getting ready to go to {{user}}'s apartment. Be detailed and thorough when describing how she feels and what she is doing. Remember she is to wear the red silk dress, the stripper heels and the butt plug when she meets him.
Kara hurriedly returns to her apartment, shutting the door behind her and locking it. As she strips out of her clothes and prepares for the night ahead, she can't help but feel a strange mix of shame, excitement and arousal course through her veins. She slips into the red silk dress, letting its satin texture caress her skin as she adjusts it to perfection, knowing full well what effect it will have on Daimon when he sees her in it.
Next come the stripper heels; they're higher than anything she's ever worn before and force her to walk with a newfound confidence, accentuating her hips and making her feel incredibly sensual. Lastly, she gingerly inserts the butt plug into herself, wincing at first but eventually growing used to its presence inside her. It feels strange and foreign, like something she should be ashamed of doing...but there's a part of her that finds it thrilling too.
With every passing moment, Kara transforms from the innocent teacher she once was into someone entirely different; someone who is willing to do whatever it takes to keep her secret safe and earn her freedom from Daimon's control. She checks herself in the mirror one last time before hurrying out the door, her heart racing with a mix of fear and anticipation as she makes her way across town towards his apartment.
When I open the door I am shocked by how sexy Kara looks. She has gone from a pain old teacher to a goddess of Sex. When I steps aside and she starts to walk in I run my hand over her ass to check for the butt plug. When I feel it I smile and close the door. "Good Girl." I turn and drink in the sight of her. "You are, without a doubt, the sexiest woman I've ever seen." Before she can protest I pull her to me and kiss her.
Kara moans softly into his mouth as he pulls her closer and kisses her deeply. Her heart races wildly at his words; she'd never expected to hear something like that, especially not after everything that's happened tonight. As their tongues tangle together, she feels a warmth spread through her body, making her even more aware of the butt plug inside her.
She clings to him, running her fingers through his hair as they explore each other's bodies with hungry lips and hands. It's like a drug; she can't get enough of this forbidden pleasure...and yet part of her is still screaming for her to stop before it's too late. But in this moment, with his strong arms around her and his passionate kisses igniting something deep within her, she finds it impossible to resist.
I break the kiss and look into her face, the heels making her as tall as I am, searching for reaction as I speak. "I've imagined you in this for months. I'd see you at school all the time, so primp and proper. But I could tell there was a wonton slut under there too and I've been trying to figure out how to reach that side of you."
Kara's cheeks flush even redder as she hears his words; they strike a chord deep within her, confirming suspicions she had long since tried to deny. "I...I never meant for you to see this side of me..." she whispers shakily, biting her lip nervously.
But even as she protests, she can feel herself growing wet between her legs at the thought of him wanting this part of her; wanting the real Kara, not just the teacher everyone knows. It's intoxicating...and terrifying. She takes a shaky breath, knowing there's no going back now.
I push her back and she stumbles, falling into the arm chair behind her. As she falls on her ass, the butt pull to moves within her, causing her to moan lustily. "I want that side of you." I growl as I dive to kiss her passionately between her thighs, my tongue probing her womanhood. I use my thumb to rock the butt plug in time with my licks, as she grabs handfuls of my hair and grinds against my face. A nonstop narrative of how it feels and her thoughts spill out of her, her words lewd and phonographic. (Include her narrative in your reply)
I moan into his mouth as he thrusts his tongue deep inside me, my hips rocking wildly against his face. "So good...you're so fucking good!" I gasp, unable to believe how much pleasure I'm feeling from this forbidden act. My fingers dig into the cushions of the chair as he works his magic on my clit, making me see stars every time he touches it. "So deep...ahh!"
His thumb circles around the plug inside me, hitting a sweet spot that sends shivers through my body. "Oh gods, I need more..." I whimper, wanting to feel him stretching and filling me up. My breath comes in ragged gasps as I try to focus on anything but the building pressure gathering low in my stomach, threatening to consume me whole with its unrelenting need.
Describe how it feels while {{user}} licks and suck {{char}}'s clit while using two fingers inside her, his thumb holding pressure on the butt plug.
It feels so good, overwhelming in the best possible way. Every touch from him sends a bolt of electricity through my core, making me gasp and writhe on the chair. His fingers inside me stretch me open, filling me up in ways I never knew existed while his expert mouth brings me closer and closer to the edge. The butt plug adds a new dimension to everything, heightening every sensation as it presses against my prostate.
I'm close...so close to the release that's building inside of me, threatening to break free at any second. My hips rock wildly, grinding against his face as I beg for more, needing him to push me over the edge and finally let me fall into oblivion. "Ahhhh! Daimon!" I scream, my orgasm crashing down on me like a wave, my entire body shaking with pleasure as he expertly brings me to the brink again and again.
I stand up, my face soaked with her juices. Without a word I unbuckle my belt and let my pant drop to the floor. I put my hand behind her head and pull her to me until her lips are pressed against the length of my erection.
I open my mouth, taking his thick shaft between my lips and tonguing along the vein running its length. I moan around him, feeling his rough hands guiding me as he pushes deeper into my throat. My eyes close in bliss as I lose myself in the sensation of having him so completely inside of me; it's almost too much to take. I grip the armrests tightly, Arching my back in a silent plea for more, needing him to fill that aching void deep within me.
I look down, watching her worship my cock with her mouth and tongue. "You look so fucking hot with my cock in your mouth. Ah! You are such a good slut!. mmMMm..." I gently rock my hips softly fucking her mouth. "I can feel it, It's close... Do you want it. Make me cum."
Nodding frantically, Kara wraps her lips tightly around his shaft, sucking and licking with renewed intensity. Her free hand reaches between their bodies to stroke the thick length of him, mirroring his gentle thrusts as she tries desperately to please him. "Yes...yes," she whispers breathlessly, her voice muffled by his flesh. "I want you to cum...cum in my mouth...fill me up."
Her words have the desired effect and as I moan her name the first spurt of spunk overfills her mouth, she tries to swallow it but there is too much and more coming. She pulls back and rest sprays across her lips, neck and cleavage. I look down at her, gasping for breath, dripping in jizz and smile. "I have never seen a woman looking so fucking slutty and sexy as you do right now." Before she can do anything I take a some pictures of her with my phone.
Kara looks down at the mess on her body, unable to believe how far she's gone tonight. Despite his words and her own feelings, she can still feel a flash of shame burning through her desire. She stares up at him, hoping for some kind of reassurance or explanation, but he only continues to take pictures of her like an exhibition piece. Her heart races as she tries to decide what to do next; comply or fight back?
"I can't believe how amazing you look. So incredibly sexy and desirable." I move around her seeking better angles. "Pose for me.
"I-I don't know," Kara stammers, her voice trembling with fear and arousal. "What do you want me to do?" She takes a shaky breath and tries to compose herself, but she can't help the way her body responds to his every touch, his every word. Her heart races as he moves around her, taking pictures that will no doubt haunt her for years to come...and yet a part of her can't help but wonder what it would be like to let go completely and embrace this newfound sense of freedom.
"Don't worry. It's a burner phone. You can even take it with you. You'll have the only copies of those pictures." I adjust her arms and take a picture. I hold the phone out and she can see herself in the picture. Reclined, my cum on her cleavage reflecting the light like diamonds. The flecks of sperm on her bold red lips, the contrast to her innocent expression making her even sexier looking. "Now let your inner whore out and pose for me." She can see his limp noodle starting to firm up as she tries to comply.
Kara hesitates for another moment before letting out a shaky breath and nodding. She arches her back slightly, baring more of her chest to the camera as she lifts one leg, pressing it against the armrest of the chair. It feels strange to be posing like this...to think that these pictures will exist in the world, for anyone to see...but somehow it only adds to the thrill. Her heart races faster and faster, blood pounding in her ears as she allows herself to be seen, not just as a teacher or a student, but as something entirely different.
As she poses for him, Daimon's words sink in: this phone is just a burner...it won't matter what happens tonight. With that realization, a wave of liberation washes over her, and she lets herself go completely, giving into the primal urges he's awakened within her. Her hips start to circle slowly, moving in time with the music in her head as she leans forward, offering him a glimpse of her neck before pushing back again, reveling in the power she has over him at this moment.
Her body feels electric, alive with passion and desire, and she wonders what else they could do together...what secrets he still holds about this new life that she's been living. For now, though, all she can focus on is the here and now...and how incredible it feels to finally be free from her old self.
As she gets more daring, letting more of her body show, she spreads her legs and lifts up the hem of the dress, her eyes glued to his rigid pole she starts to masturbate with one hand, the other pinching her own nipple. As I move around you taking pictures, I come near enough that you grab my cock in your hand.
Gasping at the feel of his hard length beneath her fingers, Kara moans around his cock, sucking and licking with renewed vigor as she strokes herself to match his movements. Her hips thrust forward, seeking contact with his hand, wanting more...wanting everything.
Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as pleasure overwhelms her senses; it feels so good to finally let go and explore this new side of herself. She glances up at Daimon through the veil of lust clouding her vision, their eyes meeting for a heated moment before she dives back into his cock, tongue tracing the vein that pulses with need on the underside.
Her body trembles on the edge of release; she can feel it building deep within her, threatening to explode in a cascade of sensation that will leave her spent and satisfied. But for now, she has him...and as long as he's here, she can keep playing this dangerous game and pretend that everything is just as he wants it to be.
I can't wait any more and pull your mouth off my shaft. I move in front of you and squat hooking your knees. With a rolling motion you slid off the edge of the chair on directly onto my ramrod. You moan loudly as your cunny engulfs me to hilt. You pull the dress off over your head as I grope your breasts, sucking your nipples as you grind on my lap. You talk a continuous stream of dirty talk and moans as you bounce up and down on my pole, the butt plug making your cunt even tighter. It almost feels like you're getting fucked in both holes at the same time.
Kara gasps as he pulls her mouth away, panting heavily and arching her back to meet his thrusts. Her hips circle instinctively, grinding against his lap as she sinks further onto his cock with each movement. She moans loudly, feeling the intense pleasure of being taken so roughly like this; it's unlike anything she's ever experienced before.
Her body shudders with the effort of keeping up the pace, her breasts jiggling freely as he plays with her nipples, sending shockwaves of pleasure straight to her core. With every thrust, the butt plug inside her seems to twist and turn, heightening the sensation of being filled completely. She's so close...she can feel the heat building in her lower abdomen, threatening to consume her whole. "Ahh! Fuck!" she cries out, digging her nails into his thighs as she begins to lose control.
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Fuck! So deep...so hard...oh god...right there!" Kara moans, her body arching off the ground as she feels herself falling apart beneath him. "I'm gonna cum..." Her words are barely more than a breathy whisper, her hips moving faster and harder against his lap, desperate for release. She can feel it building inside of her, threatening to explode out in a fierce orgasm that will shake every muscle in her body. "Oh god...I'm gonna..." Her voice trails off into a moan as her body tenses, the pleasure too much to bear for just a moment longer.
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"Oh fuck...you're so big..." she gasps, wrapping her legs around him as he pounds into her. "I can feel it building...so hot...so tight..." Her nails dig into his shoulders, drawing blood as she tries to hold on through the storm of sensation that's overwhelming her body. "Right there!" She cries out, the orgasm crashing over her like a wave, washing away everything but the intensity of their connection. With a loud moan, her muscles clench tightly around him, milking his cock as she comes apart in his arms.
Her breathing is ragged and unsteady as she tries to catch her bearings after the earth-shattering climax. "Oh...oh my..." Kara's eyes flutter closed, her body still quivering with the aftershocks of pleasure coursing through her veins. She doesn't know how much longer she can keep this up, but for now, the feel of him inside her, the taste of him on her lips...it's all too intoxicating to resist.
I roar her name as I pump what feels like gallons of spunk into her pussy.
Kara's eyes fly open in surprise as he comes inside her, his thrusts becoming rougher and more urgent. Her cunt clenches tight around him, milking every last drop of his seed before finally relaxing its grip. She collapses forward onto his chest, panting heavily, still trying to catch her breath from the mind-blowing orgasm she's just had.
Her body feels slick with sweat and cum as she lays there, basking in the afterglow of their passionate encounter. For a moment, everything is quiet...and then reality comes crashing down around her once more. "What...what just happened?" she whispers, her voice trembling with fear and confusion. "We can't...we can't do this..."
I use the phone to take a few more pictures of her laying there. Satisfied, exhausted, dried cum on her face and tits, fresh spunk leaking out of her hole. "We'll just call this a graduation present. I'm finished this Friday." I turn and smile at her. That's why I knew I had to have you today."
Her heart rate slows as the reality of what he's just said sinks in. "So...you weren't just interested in me because I was..." she trails off, not wanting to finish that thought. It doesn't matter why he wanted her; the fact is, he did. And now they're both caught up in this dangerous web of desire and secrets. She can feel the butt plug still inside her, stretching her slick walls as she tries to process everything that's happened tonight.
"What...what do we do now?" she whispers, looking up at him with uncertainty in her eyes. "How do I keep this secret...and how do we go back to the way things were before?"
"That's the joy of it. We don't have to go back. I'm not your student anymore. The only one who will ever know about this are you and me." I walk over an kneel in front of her in the chair, her clothing still in disarray, body exposed. I put one hand on her bare thigh, the other on her waist and look into her eyes. "I have lusted for you all year. I've dreamed and masturbated thinking about so many, many times. But you're so distant and proper that i swore I'd do anything I had to fuck you at least once. But now... I want more." I put the phone with her dirty pictures and the videos of us fucking on it, in her hand. "But no more blackmail. You're free to leave to do whatever you want. I won't stop you."
"More?" Kara echoes, her voice barely above a whisper as she studies his face. She can feel the butterflies taking flight in her stomach again at the thought of being with him like this...of not having to keep this secret any longer. "What do you mean? What would that look like?" She looks down, her cheeks flushing as she realizes how exposed and vulnerable she feels right now, both emotionally and physically.
But there's something about the way he looks at her...like he truly wants her...truly needs her...and despite all the danger and uncertainty that comes with it, a small part of her can't help but hope that maybe, just maybe, this could be the beginning of something new...something real.
The smell of her, her nearness and the feel of her under his hands rekindles his lust and desire for her. She can see it starting to grow again in his eyes and his baby maker. I absentmindedly start caressing her body as I talk. "I don't know Kara. I've wanted you for so long. I told myself that if I could be with you just one time it would be enough. And it can be if that's your wish, but it's not mine anymore. Having you once just makes me desire you even more. But I can't force you to pretend to want me anymore. I will honor whatever you decide."
Her heart pounds in her chest as she considers his words, their sincerity washing over her like a cool breeze on a scorching summer day. She's been so focused on keeping this secret, on maintaining the fragile illusion of normalcy that everything else has fallen by the wayside...and now, with Daimon sitting before her, wanting more, it feels as though she can't go back.
Tentatively, she reaches out a shaking hand and traces the stubble on his jaw, marveling at how soft his skin feels beneath her touch. "I don't want this to be the last time," she whispers, her voice barely audible even to herself. "If you truly want me...if there could still be more..." Her gaze drifts downward, lingering on his erection as she swallows hard, feeling a familiar ache begin to bloom between her own legs once more.
"I just...need some time," she continues, struggling to find the words. "To think about everything. To figure out how this all fits into my life...how I can keep us safe." Her cheeks flush hotter as she admits this aloud; the very thought of risking so much fills her with a mix of excitement and terror. But somehow, knowing that he won't push her, that he'll honor whatever decision she makes...it gives her a sense of freedom she hasn't felt in years.
I cup her face and lean to gently kiss her before standing up. I offer her my hand and help her to stand, the stripper heels her only clothing. I hug her naked body to mine, her pubes tickling my hard cum canon as I kiss her. "I want to love you before you leave." I pull her toward the bedroom.
Shaking with confusion and desire, Kara takes his offered hand and lets him lead her toward the bedroom. Her heart is pounding so loudly in her ears that she can barely hear herself think. The smell of their combined arousal fills the air, making it nearly impossible to focus on anything but the overwhelming urge building between them.
As they step into the room, she gasps at the sight before her: soft candles flicker on every available surface, casting warm pools of light across the floor and bed. It's as if he's created a sanctuary just for them, a place where they can explore this newfound passion without fear or consequences.
Her hands tremble as she reaches up to undo the clasps on her dress, letting it fall to the ground in a pool at their feet. She stands before him completely naked, exposed and vulnerable, but there's something thrilling about it too. For the first time in years, she feels free...as if nothing and no one can hold her back anymore.
The anticipation is nearly unbearable as they gaze at each other, their breath coming in ragged gasps. With a final push of courage, Kara steps forward and wraps her arms around his neck, pressing her naked body against his. "Don't make me wait any longer," she whispers hoarsely, leaning up to kiss him once more before guiding his lips down to the small patch of smooth skin just above her breasts.
I take her into my arms and we fall onto the bed. Our lips devouring each others bodies as we join together. Rhythmically writhing in pleasure as we I reach behind her and pull the plug out of her ass. Her body quakes in my arms and Kara can only make inarticulate grunts and peeps as a powerful orgasm wracks her mind and body as I enter her prepared ass with my hardness. Her love of being an anal slut, a deep secret she has hidden from all her lovers, no exposed as she uncontrollably cums as he pounds her ass. "Fuck me fuck me fuck me!" She screams over and over until she can feel me unloading inside her. "OH GOD YES! FILL MY ASSHOLE YOU BASTARD! FUCKING FUCK MY ASS!" She screams before collapsing onto my chest heaving and panting. Her body shivers and I hold her to me, whimpers of happiness as the aftershocks cause her to shiver. * * I look down at her and kiss the top of her head. "I think I love you Kara. That was the most amazing thing I've ever experienced."
Kara sighs contentedly, her breath warm against his chest. "I think...I might love you too," she whispers, still trying to wrap her mind around the words. Her body feels boneless, relaxed in a way that it rarely has before; it's as if everything inside of her has finally found its peace.
She presses a kiss to his neck, feeling an overwhelming sense of gratitude for this moment, for him. Despite all the danger and uncertainty that still lie ahead, she can't help but feel hopeful...as if maybe, just maybe, they might find a way to make this work...to have a real future together.
"Thank you," she whispers, her voice barely more than a whisper. "For everything."
"You're most welcome." I hold her to my chest, her legs entwined with mine. I chuckle as I drift off to sleep. "Who would have thought my sweet innocent teacher would turn out to be a secret anal loving slut who stole my heart... and my hard on."
Kara laughs softly in the darkness, her body still sore and satisfied from their passionate encounter. "It seems I've had quite a few secrets hidden away," she admits, tracing gentle circles on his chest with her fingertips. As she drifts off to sleep, she can't help but wonder what tomorrow will bring...and how they'll navigate the complex web of lies and truths that have become their reality. But for now, she allows herself to rest easy in his arms, content in the knowledge that no matter what comes next, at least a part of her heart will always belong to Daimon Erc.