dreams
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
4,132
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
dreams
This are just some thought, strongly BDSM if that offends you do not read
DREAMS by verinthalia
I want to be a slave. I long for a Master, someone to use my body. My flesh is his blank canvas to paint and sculpt with bold angry colors of red, blue, purple and black. I don't crave to be submissive, or humiliated. I ache to feel the pain, to be bound helpless. I willing want to give my body to him.
I long to be bound. My limbs and body contorted for long periods as he whips me, clamps my most tender skin.
Suspend this body and watch, as my extremities turn blue from lack of blood flow. Revels in my howls and moans of sweet agony.
ing ing me orgasmic convulsions as you torture this body. It will belong to you. Dance and rejoice as I sweat and scream in pain.
Use me until my body is swollen and raw. Offer me to your friends as entertainment. Fill me with your power; use me as your toy.
I long to feel your hands as they grip my body, or as they land blows upon my hot sweaty flesh leaving bruises as proof of your ownership. Take me like an animal in heat, what I feel, is of no concern, your pleasure is all that matters.
Mark my flesh with needles and ink, pierce my cunt and tits with cold cruel steel that will become part of me.
Deprive me of my senses of sight, sound, and allow me no movement as you tease and terrify me. Let my agony become your ecstasy.
Gloat as you lash my flesh with leather whips. Flog me to unconsciousness. Enjoy my echoing howls that twine around the sound of the wooden cane stripping my skin.
Be aroused as I struggle and writhe for breathe as you restrict my airway.
Laugh as I gag, my eyes flowing with tears as you fuck my face. I kneel bound at your mercy.
Hang me by my wrist, my legs bound wide; impale my ass leaving me to struggle to stay on toe points, as you beat me.
Spare not my cunt and tits from the blows of your toys. Display me to your friends as your newest work of art.
My arms and legs shackled as I kneel before you bind my tits and lift me up by them.
Bind me with cruel leather as you electrify my skin, thrill as the flashes of blue electrical sparks zap your slave. Film me in my sluttiest glory as my muscles ripple and clinch with every shock.
Rope me in a reverse bow on a horse as the vibrators you buried in my ass and cunt work me to frenzy. Suction my clit to a swollen hard raw nerve ending as I quiver and pant.
I sit here alone, my tits bound and blue, clips on my clit and nipples, plugs in my ass and my cunt. All done by my own hand, but longing to feel another's hands abuse my body.
I need you Master. Where are you?
DREAMS by verinthalia
I want to be a slave. I long for a Master, someone to use my body. My flesh is his blank canvas to paint and sculpt with bold angry colors of red, blue, purple and black. I don't crave to be submissive, or humiliated. I ache to feel the pain, to be bound helpless. I willing want to give my body to him.
I long to be bound. My limbs and body contorted for long periods as he whips me, clamps my most tender skin.
Suspend this body and watch, as my extremities turn blue from lack of blood flow. Revels in my howls and moans of sweet agony.
ing ing me orgasmic convulsions as you torture this body. It will belong to you. Dance and rejoice as I sweat and scream in pain.
Use me until my body is swollen and raw. Offer me to your friends as entertainment. Fill me with your power; use me as your toy.
I long to feel your hands as they grip my body, or as they land blows upon my hot sweaty flesh leaving bruises as proof of your ownership. Take me like an animal in heat, what I feel, is of no concern, your pleasure is all that matters.
Mark my flesh with needles and ink, pierce my cunt and tits with cold cruel steel that will become part of me.
Deprive me of my senses of sight, sound, and allow me no movement as you tease and terrify me. Let my agony become your ecstasy.
Gloat as you lash my flesh with leather whips. Flog me to unconsciousness. Enjoy my echoing howls that twine around the sound of the wooden cane stripping my skin.
Be aroused as I struggle and writhe for breathe as you restrict my airway.
Laugh as I gag, my eyes flowing with tears as you fuck my face. I kneel bound at your mercy.
Hang me by my wrist, my legs bound wide; impale my ass leaving me to struggle to stay on toe points, as you beat me.
Spare not my cunt and tits from the blows of your toys. Display me to your friends as your newest work of art.
My arms and legs shackled as I kneel before you bind my tits and lift me up by them.
Bind me with cruel leather as you electrify my skin, thrill as the flashes of blue electrical sparks zap your slave. Film me in my sluttiest glory as my muscles ripple and clinch with every shock.
Rope me in a reverse bow on a horse as the vibrators you buried in my ass and cunt work me to frenzy. Suction my clit to a swollen hard raw nerve ending as I quiver and pant.
I sit here alone, my tits bound and blue, clips on my clit and nipples, plugs in my ass and my cunt. All done by my own hand, but longing to feel another's hands abuse my body.
I need you Master. Where are you?