In a Wyoming ghost town where the wind howls secrets and danger lurks in every shadow, a pregnant runaway seeks sanctuary in a bar pulsing with forbidden desire. The bartender, a chiseled predator with a silver tongue and a cruel streak, binds her with his rules, his touch a fire that burns away her shame. Her swollen body yields to his brutal commands, each encounter a descent into raw, submissive ecstasy that leaves her trembling and craving more. But as their lust ignites, a past she fled creeps closer, and the bar’s dark underbelly—smuggling, lies—threatens to consume her. His dominance is her shield, but it might also be her cage, his true motives veiled in mystery.
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“‘Strip, you pregnant slut,’ he snarled, his voice a filthy blade, the storage room’s shadows swallowing her defiance. Her pussy dripped, her belly heavy, as his cock thrust deep, claiming her, her screams a confession of need. ‘You’re mine,’ he growled, his spanks searing, her cum a surrender to his control.”