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Categories: S-M / Domination / submissive, The Fetishists Tags: poem poetry Location: Anywhere Roleplay: Master/slave Fulfillment: I will tell you later Nature: I will tell you later
The crimson rope clung tight to beauty's wrists, Her cries were stifled by a purple gag. Her captor closed and took a stolen kiss, And then withdrew a secret from his bag. She heard the metal clink of clamps inbound, Then sudden pain upon her tender breasts. A shocking pinch from chest down to the ground, One thing was clear, tonight she would not rest. And now her lord pull'd close, his cock plung'd deep, Rough fingers in her hair, her head pull'd back, Despite the gag she still did make a peep. Around her back his fingers sought her crack, A plug of vinyl pushed its way inside. She arc'd her back as climax took control, She cried aloud while taken for a ride, With him her life was never dull.
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