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      <title>An Innocent Depraved</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; I love feedback! Any spelling/grammatical errors? What do you/don&amp;rsquo;t you like? And, most importantly, what would you like to see Sarah train Elyse for? Let me know in the comments below!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If someone had told her two weeks ago that she&amp;rsquo;d sign her away six months of her life for some weird BDSM ashram-type situation, Elyse d&amp;rsquo;Amour would have laughed in their face, slapped her knee, told them they were delusional, then ask them to leave so she could finish whatever episode of reality television she was currently watching.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Craving His Touch</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;The single glaring light bulb suspended above her was the only warning she got in the mornings. It would be mere minutes until he walked into her small cell.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She didn&amp;rsquo;t know what she was doing there. She didn&amp;rsquo;t know much at all. She only knew her why.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was him.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was he who revelled in her confinement; he who loved to see her distress. He got off on her tears. Got hard at her whimpers. Despite knowing what caused his arousal, she wasn&amp;rsquo;t in a position to deny him. She couldn&amp;rsquo;t deny him anything.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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