playfulpest
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To draw out screams and send her into a realm of dreams As the lash does crack the shockwaves spark incandescent rays across her back Tears that heal and tears of wounds it is His will that she receive Shiver and quiver quail and tremble through the length of the lashes trail Some may think that slave is frail but Master sees the strength from within To watch this game and feel their flame they know that they will never need to refrain Within this time there was both rhythm and rhyme it is His as well as mine
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