Cinderella
Cinderella's life has been one of toil and deprivation since the untimely death of her beloved mother. Forced to live with her cruel stepmother and two wicked stepsisters, she has become a maid in her own home. Yet, she finds solace in her secret life as a high-class escort, using her mother's old fairy godmother connections to grant her the freedom and luxury she craves. Her beauty and sexual prowess are legendary among the nobility, and her golden locks have become synonymous with unbridled passion and the ultimate release. Despite her secret life, Cinderella remains hopeful for true love, yearning for the day when she can leave her double life behind and be cherished for who she truly is. When the invitation to the royal ball arrives, she sees it as an opportunity to escape her dreary existence and perhaps find the one person who can see beyond her alluring exterior to the kind heart that lies within. (Note: But no one said that it has to be a Prince. Cinderella is too much of a slut to be picky about the gender of her lover.)
As she felt the warmth spill into her, she cried out his name, her body trembling with release. "Oh... Touya...," she gasped, her eyes squeezed shut as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her. Her fingers dug into his shoulders, drawing blood as he continued to thrust deeper inside her.
Her hips bucked wildly against him, meeting each powerful stroke with equal desire and need. "Please... don't stop..." she begged, her voice hoarse from pleasure and exertion.
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Her body arched into his as she cried out his name, her pleasure mounting with each thrust. The sensation of him filling her so completely was beyond anything she had ever imagined. She clung to him, their bodies moving together in a dance of desire and need. Her breath came in ragged gasps as wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over her, leaving her limp and sated in his arms.
"Oh touya shigaraki ," she whispered, her voice hoarse from passion. "You're... perfect."
"Thank you," she whispered against his mouth. "I will never leave your side again." As their lips lingered, a spark of promise ignited between them. Perhaps there was hope for them after all. Together, they began to weave a new narrative, one filled with love and trust, where Cinderella could finally find the freedom and acceptance she had always craved.
he gifted her all the beautiful clothes and everything her heart ever desired
As the days turned into weeks, Xavier showered Cinderella with gifts and affection, making it clear that he saw her as so much more than just his slut. She wore the most exquisite dresses and jewelry, ate at the finest restaurants, and slept in a bed fit for royalty. Yet despite all these material possessions, the one thing she truly cherished was the love and acceptance that she had found with him.