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Tell me whore....who do you belong to?
Duct tape over her mouth.... her words muffled.....she struggles to speak.
Ablaze with incendiary passion, his hands brutally tighten around her neck
Consumed with a voracious yearning to violate her, pushed against the wall
Immobilized, he yanks her head back, leaning his hard sweaty body into hers
Biting....Touching....Licking....Probing
Dark menacing eyes meet hers, boring a hole through her lost lonely soul
Moist lips brush her ears, a bone chilling voice, taunts, titilates, tantalize
Whispering promises of freedom, threats of dark, decadent, carnal delights.
Take you....Break you...Remake you....Reclaim you....
Your darkest dreams, deepest desires, treacherous nightmares will be mine
I won't stop until I devour your sins, suck out your disease, free your chains
Corrupt your imagination, give you all that you have been afraid to ask for
Head down, bent at the waist, kneeling with the purity and grace of a lithe swan
Transformed, free flowing with the fluidity of mercury in its most liquid state
His fuck toy. His Pet. His possession. His whore. His slave. His everything
Bound....Whipped...Abused....Used....Degraded....Debased....Defiled....Reborn....
Comfort in his control, splendor with surrender, an inner peace she longed for
Eyes close, body burns, heart races, spent, dizzy, delirious, taken to the edge
She jumps, caught in his embrace, complete in her surrender, two become one
Master and Slave, pleasure and pain, a magnetic bond.....unparalleled by none
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