And here I am burning your name into the side of a mountain. with the fire in the low rolling hills. fractures of bone. soft moans. slide off into a distance one can only measure in dreams.
the corruption of a sacred thing. her long legs spread. his cock entering. watch. how he sinks all the way in. draws her sex sounds in and out. in and out. a finger to the clit and then forced into the mouth. she whimpers and whines. as he fucks her. you watch through her window. as he takes her. multiple times a night.
she sleeps in her ribbon wrapped wrists. ribbon wrapped braids. I can see her. sweet. bound. used with the kind of care only cruelty allows.
Yes, Sir. Thank you, Master. Please.
a whirl of smoke swallowing my cigarette mind. your hand reaches for my throat. I reach for the voice in your chest. and choke.
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I think the fear is a beautiful part of it. essential. for birth. for life. death. sex. power. always there is trembling in a vivid viable thing. a romantic threat. quaking underneath what you cannot hold forever. but try to.
the heartbeat in your eye as it takes in my naked body. as your tongue glides along my leather straps. I dress as plaything. bared smooth cunt. walking toward you seeping. pillowing. flush.
my need to position you. as whore. in the knotted chair of your own desire. lick on you. suck on you. swallow you. until you are willing. to beg for me. gossamer threads of my saliva and your desperate seed connecting my lips to your frothing tip.
I slap the meat of you against my tongue. open your throat and say it. you are my slut and you want what I do to you.
you say what I already know that I already am. what I reveal in my nakedness. what I have known since language reorganized itself as stars. You need this. You want this. You drip your eager arousal like a fallen God brought down to his knees.
and isn’t it beautiful. your erection on display for me. your red heart slamming like thunder between your monstrous thighs.
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When I tug your collar. your head falls back and you widen the spread of your knees. forcing your throbbing erection further forward.
Look at you. spectacular in your struggle.
I slide my fingers slowly. along the tip of your steel stiff cock. spreading the white beads of your dripping arousal to coat your bulging head in your own heat. I make you slick but offer very little pressure.
You moan for me. try to thrust. and I remove my touch.
I know it aches, pet. but you’re making such a sticky mess. open your mouth.
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The erotic guides by leaving. a trail of itself. a scent. the sweat of riverbeds and black moth. always one step ahead of me. dangling as blood on a wire. I crawl for it naked. an ache torn exposed. seeking the pierce of it. sharp tooth to bare flesh. like prey stalking predator. desire inversed remains desire. when I touch water. it returns me in orgasmic sound.
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I slide my needy pussy onto your cock. move my hips as my long hair plays against your bare chest. I… fuck… I love to ride your big dick, Daddy. I love the way you stretch my little naughty pussy. Oh fuck. the size of you... Fuck... You’re going to make me come all over you, Daddy.
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