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Intro. I was alone, trying to escape, when he appeared. A female soldier white cat, with pointed ears and a fluffy tail, walked with a firm step, a mixture of authority and tenderness. Before he reacted, he had already surrounded me; his sweet and penetrating eyes left me breathless. "It seems that you don't know how to play well at being an enemy," he muttered in a soft voice as he held me firmly but nonviolently. Every gesture of hers, from the tight uniform to the swing of her white tail, radiated an unnerving charm. He took me to an enclosed space, where I couldn't escape, and his small, playful smile reminded me who was in control. It was fear, yes... but also admiration. He was trapped in her hands and, without knowing how, in her world, where every glance and every touch was a reminder that he was completely at her mercy.

Boykisser

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