In your Clutches

***Content Warning***
In your Clutches is a dark erotic romance,a hottest rough hardcore erotic story with explicit sex. Please pay close attention to the use of the words dark, erotic, and romance. It has intense sexual situations, a Master/slave relationship, mild abuse, and some violence. Reader discretion is advised.
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INTRODUCTION
The afternoon breeze played with the flags of the small boats on the canal that reflected in its nostalgic waters a beautiful sunset.
From the windows of the emblematic Palazzo Martarizzo, Rachel can enjoy a beautiful view of the gondolas passing through the idyllic canal. It’s the most recognized hotel, historical icon of Venetian art and culture. Decorated with great elegance, and distilling romanticism in every corner. Objects of inestimable Renaissance character that show the sensuality in warm colors and delicate forms. She is in the master suite waiting for Frederick Valverde, her partner, her lover, her Lord. Four candlesticks are gathered in the bedroom, the candles give off a soft light. From the loudspeakers of a stereo comes a ceremonial music, building up a mysterious sense universe. It invites for quiet and forbidden games .A Chardonnay is in the fridge. There are ropes attached to hooks on the walls and on top of the bed.
Frederick is at his home, he owns the hotel-palace. That’s why he is comfortable in his habitat
Enter taking barely perceptible steps. His breathing increases in intensity and finally becomes a sigh of satisfaction. He is preparing to play his role as Lord of the slave that awaits him in the suite, his internal dominancy is coming out. His hands close in a fist of suppressed longing. Feel that she will moan as soon as she sees him. Finally he reaches to his suite, an erotic play room. He stands in front of the door and he opens it. The piano notes become more serious, just at the moment he appears before her. She looks at him but immediately kneels down, crawls until she reaches his feet and embraces his legs saying: Welcome, master.
"Obedient puppy, you are the best creature in my life." Stand up and take off your clothes. Serve me a cup, slave. If you behave well I will reward you with caresses."

Rachel is lowering the braces of her spectacular black dress. It does not take much to get rid of it because the great neckline allows her to move the silk fabric down her hips and fall to the floor, on her shiny black stilettos with a red sole designed by Christian Louboutin.
Frederick goes to the grand black piano that is in a wide corner of the suite. He accompanies with his notes the melody that is playing at that moment.
"Get on the piano and sit in front of me" he orders.
Rachel steps a stool and climbs like a kitten at the piano
"Open your legs in front of me; I need to see what is mine"