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1/2/2022 11:30 am

Behind Closed Doors...

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1/2/2022 11:31 am

She was short and slender, a dark haired beauty that personified pure femme fatale. She was his peace maker, his deep relaxation. He loved to dress her, and then contain her in bondage. He would set her on top of the bed like a trophy, objectified, but only for his viewing pleasure. She sat still on the bed, wrists and eyes bound in tight black lace, but she would not look at him. She knew he was staring at her, struggling with his urges to either take her rough and raw or sensually gentle. She was no delicate flower, but her skin was silky smooth and her lips were rich. Her eyes were bold and breasts were succulent. He waited patiently as he sat in his corner chair, sipping on his whiskey. She was patient, but his deep snarling stare made her skin tingle, her nipples stiff, and her anus pucker...he did mention something about anal penetration.

Finally, he put his drink down and stood-up from his chair. He walked over to the bed and stood tall behind her. He reached in and began to touch her back. He then rubbed his hands over her shoulders and down her back. He began to gently kiss her back causing her breathing to be little heavy. She gave a gentle sigh when he kissed her neck. He gripped her chin with his right hand and pulled her head backward onto his shoulder. And with his lips just an inch from hers, he whispered to her, "You're submission is hauntingly elegant."

And then he kissed her with the full force of his depravity, like a famished wild animal chomps into a piece of flesh.

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