ravn
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Pinpricks in assflesh and needles in deep, Tied up and bound up and made for to keep, Red-silk kajirae in nadu to please, These are a few of my favorite things. Nude colored stockings and black leather crops, Blindfolds and ice cubes and laces from high-tops, Slaves that cry out so loud that my ears ring These are a few of my favorite things. Sluts in white dresses rolled round in the ashes, Soft tears that stay on her nose and eyelashes, Sounds of her torment that morph into stings, These are a few of my favorite things. When the cops come, when the nillas yell, when i'm feeling bad, I simply remember my favorite things And then i get Master His crop! what....a painsluts version a bit off for many? Yes, ye si know..the rhyming is a bit off...but it always has to end with Master receiving His crop.....bwahaha
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Masochism is a valuable job skill. Chuck Palahniuk Love is a sweet tyranny, because the lover endureth his torments willingly. ~Proverb ( bring on the tyranny!)
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