chainedpoet
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Joined: 4/25/2004 Status: offline
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Where did you come from? where have you been? All that was before you feels like a sin. We laugh and we play together,you and I your hair and face shine like the sun in the sky. Sun soon setting,below we do travel Taking some time for the ropes we un-ravel. Moaning a little twitching a bit brought to life with the sting of the whip. Jumping each time a wiggle at your hips. Straining the ropes strengthening your grip. Counted are the lashes, 1...2...3... to be a sub is to ever be free. Stinging,hurting,crying,the rush Ball gag in place forcing a hush. Ass is raised straining back. You try and move towards me the lunge an attack. Whistling of the tail rushing in the night Striking flesh A couples delight.
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