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liljag -> Sated (8/16/2009 3:04:25 AM)
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the soft touch of leather,
a wisp of fur......
bound up for pleasure
for His or for her?..
His touch on her skin
then it begins...
a swift biting sting,
suddenly gasping...
again and again it's biting touch
until she screams"it's just too much!!"
panting, moaning
gasping, groaning
purring, whining
hips now grinding...
a heat from within
she burns for sin... He lifts her head
and softly she said...
"please Master....."
"you plead well girl"
with a twist of a hand
on her knees she will land
and take all His need
then, drink of His seed
soon left on the floor
He gives her no more
but she does not weep
for sated she sleeps. 1
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