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ForgottenBreath -> Call of the Wild (1/8/2005 12:33:44 AM)
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The wind whips about my dreamy visage
capturing wavey locks and setting them adrift
tumbling, caressing heated flesh tenderly
the sound of the night closing in upon me
Hours by hour passes, my body grows weary
my struggles slow, ceasing in existance
my bonds gain in the level of discomfort
Arms extended elegantly above my head,
pulling my naked form taunt upon tip-toes
nature's alluring smells invading my senses
The tree is my captor, my prison
Ropes knotted upon a high branch above me
Animals scurry, passing by
Even simple creatures making my humiliation endless
cheeks are red with shame, with embarassment
my form cloaked in a sheen of fine sweat
ivory flesh glittering softly in the pale shades of moonlight
A snap breaks the air, the sound of a broken limb
i shudder silently pondering the beast that approaches
Then it is felt, the sharp sting of a welt rising upon my rear
i groan and wiggle with renewed vigor
The switch falls upon me time and time again
each time harder than the last, my skin burning with sensation
the cool touch of Your hands jolt me to reality
my moan echoes throughout the trees
and my heart pounds as loudly as the crickets chirp.
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