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Seven days of bondage - Day 5 - Melting kisses
Lying still for my Sir
I’m chained to the bed
His eyes heat my body
My cheeks flushing red
A blind fold appears
Now all is dark
The only sound now
Is my own beating heart
A hand grabs my neck
The other a breast
His roughness to me
Is such sweet caress
For a moment he’s gone
I wonder where
Then he is back
and grabbing my hair
A harness now
He puts on my head
He covers my ears
All sound is dead
The pleasure increases
As I take such deep breaths
The candle wax kisses
All over my breasts
Drip my drip
With pleasure and pain
All over my body
I love our new game
I’m chained to the bed
His eyes heat my body
My cheeks flushing red
A blind fold appears
Now all is dark
The only sound now
Is my own beating heart
A hand grabs my neck
The other a breast
His roughness to me
Is such sweet caress
For a moment he’s gone
I wonder where
Then he is back
and grabbing my hair
A harness now
He puts on my head
He covers my ears
All sound is dead
The pleasure increases
As I take such deep breaths
The candle wax kisses
All over my breasts
Drip my drip
With pleasure and pain
All over my body
I love our new game
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