Copyright 2005 by Markee 2baad'sosaad. No part of this work may be reproduced without the written permission of the author. E-mail:
phlyonzawahl@shaw.ca.
Beat me. Whip me.
Warning: D/s themed; suggestive language. (Yes, really. ;-D)
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'I belong to you. All of me. To use as you wish.'
These words stirred feelings in him that no physical encounter could match. Offering herself to him to do as he pleased, to visit his wickedest fantasies upon her, was better than any drug, more intoxicating than an aphrodisiac.
'I give you my body, my words, my thoughts and my attention.'
The very notion of such supplication caused a physical reaction that laid
the traditional definition of D/s on its bared ass.
And he came, with neither touch nor sound, just by thinking about her and
what was His.
phlyonzawahl@shaw.ca
Beat me. Whip me.
Warning: D/s themed; suggestive language. (Yes, really. ;-D)
---------------------------------------------------------------------------
'I belong to you. All of me. To use as you wish.'
These words stirred feelings in him that no physical encounter could match. Offering herself to him to do as he pleased, to visit his wickedest fantasies upon her, was better than any drug, more intoxicating than an aphrodisiac.
'I give you my body, my words, my thoughts and my attention.'
The very notion of such supplication caused a physical reaction that laid
the traditional definition of D/s on its bared ass.
And he came, with neither touch nor sound, just by thinking about her and
what was His.
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