The Shirt (Mark II)

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pyschosubmission -> The Shirt (Mark II) (7/7/2012 5:23:19 AM)
Alone she slept, with His shirt clasped tight Against her breast, so warm and bright A reminder A cue Of that fateful night When ecstasy and pain, danced Intertwined, as one She gave herself to Him, complete The sadist delight, He took with her Marks and bruises was his display Of loves affections, day by day A mark she gladly wore To show she was His, forever more... Sorry I hope you like it

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