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Tethered To The Wall
Tethered to the wall
She writhes in anticipation
She hears the hiss of the crop
Cutting through still air
Each cell in her body
Waits for its touch
That thin line between pain
And pleasure vanishes
As it lands again and again
She writhes in anticipation
She hears the hiss of the crop
Cutting through still air
Each cell in her body
Waits for its touch
That thin line between pain
And pleasure vanishes
As it lands again and again
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