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The House
"Yes I'm ready, let's go inside"
full of anticipation.
Doors open, coats gingerly removed,
the air is heavily impregnanted.
A tentative walk through and there it is,
room upon room of lust filled intention.
Participants are waiting for the cue,
the key to everything your body desires.
Straps and tables, swings and harnesses
free to fulfill every fantasy.
She is standing there, outside a cage;
and watches a stranger beg for more.
Breathing in deep as the group writhe,
for the atmosphere is intoxicating.
Pulsating at the hands of her own partner,
pleasure overrides all possible fear.
The eyes of the two women lock...
full of anticipation.
Doors open, coats gingerly removed,
the air is heavily impregnanted.
A tentative walk through and there it is,
room upon room of lust filled intention.
Participants are waiting for the cue,
the key to everything your body desires.
Straps and tables, swings and harnesses
free to fulfill every fantasy.
She is standing there, outside a cage;
and watches a stranger beg for more.
Breathing in deep as the group writhe,
for the atmosphere is intoxicating.
Pulsating at the hands of her own partner,
pleasure overrides all possible fear.
The eyes of the two women lock...
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