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CUM! his demand lures me, that I feel it to my core...so deep that it reaches a place that only he can claim and mentally own, part of me that trully is his.
My body cannot control itself, he takes over. Mentally, Physically, Spiritually...Logic and sensibility are drowned out by his essence. I am his, He is mine alone, mine to serve, mine to pleasure and sate.
Save me Master. save your little Sub from her drowining in a life of vannilla essence. A scent that is overpowering the surrounding scents that bloom in the moonlight. hidden beneath it's mist a rare beauty of a midnight bloom the becons and lures many to it's scent of seduction and wit.
open my senses and teach me all that blooms under the moon. |
