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sacred
hidden in my thoughts
my bare soul blushing
you've seen me forlorn and nude
you took me to your chambers of crimson
there waiting was you entourage
to show off a vulnerable girl
a demoness without her horns
you unveiled my honesty
the men intrigued circle about me
a strange arousal overcame them
ocean spiced incense perfumed the room
a demoness open for you
submitting my sex to you
standing their bare I felt very fragile
they came closer to see me
my swollen sex was made for lust
but I would not succumb to these men of renown
but my Master captured me
and place me under a sex hex
he laid me on the bed as the men watched on
gently spread my pale thighs
and begin to massage my pink desire
he told the men to approach
and began suckling my rose buds
the locks tumbled in my passion's vault
and my Master began fucking me
getting deeper in my pussy hollows than he'd ever been
the feeling was such sweet sorrow
he was over come with feeling
and his orgasmic experience was so intense
he came deep inside me deeper than ever
in a sex stupor he shook his head and quickly cleared the room
with a vow he would never share me
he'd rather die for my honor
sated he covered me with a gown
what was revealed to him would never be know by a human
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