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Bound2One -> RE: Pleased to meet you,hope you guessed my name. (2/16/2008 12:56:07 PM)
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ORIGINAL: CreativeDominant
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ORIGINAL: Leatherist
A couple find themselves in a darkened room. The dim night light throws ephemeral shadows,making the ordinary take on a spectral tone. He forces her, she resists-to no avail......
All the while, the sadist whispers, meeting her protests with irony. Sardonically, he notes her aroused state, even as she resolutely plays the princess. Clothes are rent, limbs become bound, there is suffering. She lies in the dimness on her side, writhing under his weight...He teases and torments.
Evil pours from his lips into her ears. Reminders of the darkness of the history from which we all come. He delights in her shivers, gasps and shuddering. He feeds.
Where will it all end?
Tears flowed down her face, to his immense delight. He chuckled deeply as he gathered the wetness from her face with his lips and then whispered softly in her ear that it was time to taste other moisture...
He forced her onto her back, her wrists bound behind her. He moved down and slapped hard and suddenly at each inner thigh until she parted them. His strong fingers dug cruelly into her thighs as he held her apart and brought his lips to her nether lips, made puffy from his relentless thrusts. He tasted...and laughed at her whimpering.
She pulls against the rope holding her wrists, struggling to be free of the feelings crashing through her. The unfamiliar urges, the darkness glimpsed at the edges of her soul inspire fear more than the man atop her. She wriggles against the hands holding her thighs open, gasping as teeth grasp tender flesh and bite down.
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