There isn’t any part of you that isn’t entirely mine. Fucking your ass as I spit in your mouth, it’s underlined for both of us.

There isn’t any part of you that isn’t entirely mine. Fucking your ass as I spit in your mouth, it’s underlined for both of us.

You’re Lucky Your Struggles Are Amusing To Me; It Means This Won’t Hurt As Bad As It Might. But This Is Still Gonna Be Pretty Fucking Rough For You.

This Is An Amazing Position. She’s Not Braced In Any Way, Forced To Hold That Position By Her Bonds And Her Willpower.

These Kind Of Tattoos Are Incredibly Hot. With This Permanent Mark Upon Your Skin, You’ll Never Be Naked Again. Not Only Does This One Display Ownership, It Also Conveys A Threat. Fucking Hot.

“When I Cum, You Can Breathe Again.” He Growled Into Her Ear, And Felt Her Clench Around Him. But She Clenched Much Harder When He Added, “Well&Amp;Hellip; Probably.”

She Hoped It Was The Last Time. Begged, Even. He Smiled, Thinking How That Could Be Interpreted Two Ways, As He Pushed Her Head Back Under The Water. Possibly For The Last Time.

I Trained You To Be Able To Take This So That I Could Use You As I Pleased.you’re Welcome.

“Stop What I’m Doing? No Chance. But Feel Free To Tell Your Mother Hello From Me. Just Tell Her I’ve Got My Nose In Something And I’ll Catch Her Next Time.”

Far More Than The Words, The Rules, Or The Various Trappings Of Their Tempestuous Evenings&Amp;Hellip; This Was The Essence Of Her Submission. The Conscious Choice, The Deferential Act. Placing Herself On Her Knees At His Feet, Reaching Out For Him, Patiently

Why Would Anyone Want To Recover From This?

Some Days I Feel Like This. So Much Raw, Frenetic Energy And Turbulence Within Me That I Have To Push It Out Into The Distance. So When My Eyes Flash And My Chuckle Booms A Little Louder Than Normal, When The Lines Around My Eyes Seem Tense And Betray

Your Faces When You Have To Answer The Door Because Hotel Security Is About To Tell You To Keep It The Fuck Down In There.

She Was Grace And Joy And All The Fluid Forms Of Beauty, Art Trapped In A Body With Mortal Concerns But An Immortal Disposition; She Was All I Sought.

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