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[Shanetox]

There's a certain allure to stepping into the hushed hours of the night, a mix of secrecy and outright audacity that sends a shiver down my spine. As my lovers sleep, blissfully unaware of my mischievous designs, I manage to steal away a few stolen moments to record my thoughts in prose, and forge new "xxx links" in my personal and shared narratives. Every night becomes a clandestine affair, an exciting dance of my desires, intricately woven with those of my partners. I am a woman, a lover, a scribe of my own heart, lost in the delicious maze of polyamory.

The art of power exchange in a poly dynamic is like a well-crafted dance. A move here, a provocative counter there, each decision serving a dual purpose. Firstly, to enrich personal satisfaction and secondly, to keep the balance ever so delicately poised. In the rarefied silence of my room, I trace my thoughts over recent encounters. The short breaths, the seductive glances, the teasing caresses. Each touch a spark, a testament to the power I willingly surrender, and in turn, receive. It's an intoxicating dynamic that gives as much as it takes, keeping me hungering for more.

These precious stolen hours, underscored by the rhythm of a sleeping household, only makes the anticipation of mornings more poignant. The realization that in a few short hours, I would be facing my lovers, their eyes brimming with unspoken questions, fuels my secret delight. It's the ultimate tease – knowing they will see the satisfaction in my eyes. The satisfaction of having shared my deepest self in the silence of the night and in the intimacy of my writing. A satisfaction born of unspoken desire, exchanged power, and the heart-warming complexity that is polyamory. As dawn creeps into my sanctuary, I close my notebook, threading another link in my chain of stories, my heart blazing with the love, excitement, and mystery that embodies my polyamorous life.
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French non-binary sensual stor