Tuesday, 18 January 2011

Cruel

He clover clamps my nipples and the inner lips of my labia, threads one chain through another, tying me together and puts me to sit on vibrations. Every judder sends a spine tingling pain through the ropes of metal. Every contracting pulse tugs and smarts. Release is held just out of my reach. He puts his fingers inside me and watches me suffer.

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