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The wind whispers through the trees, the limbs bend and sway with a soft gentle touch, they do not snap or break with a touch too harsh, but instead..surrender with joy... to the never ending..whisper of the wind... |
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she
wanders lost alone and empty
seeking something she can't find... while distant memories of her past... flicker through her mind... But something
hidden deep inside
her body longs...for
just his touch...
fate takes
her to a tavern small...
warm fingers
barely graze her skin...
dark eyes look
up...
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her body responds,
a sigh...a moan...
small changes He can read... slave girl wakes up... slut is born...slave girl now...is free... |
hands drift down...to a soft wet cunt... a toy for Master's pleasure... thoughts just roam...a slave girl dreams... a girl before her Master... |
she slides her tongue across soft dry lips... a subtle motion with full slave hips... a quick thrust up...inviting..teasing... all her thoughts...of only pleasing... . |
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a
trace of him upon full lips...
an appetizer of things to follow... hungry slut girl moans and swallows... thirsting for a taste of him. . |
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her
hips lift up..rocking..needing
wanton slut...begging...pleading.. fingers find and pull and twist... at hardened nipples..needing lips . |
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a body jerking
thrusting...yearning...
full of hunger, no more teasing... eyes aflame with passion bright... peer into the dark of night... . |
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searching
for that figure far...
spotted lounging in tavern, small crawls to him and on bended knee... cries out to him with begging pleas . |
slave
girl fumbles with her needs...
unsure how to show them... blooming slave on folded knees... turns to slut...to try and please... . |
fingers
slip again to hot bare cunt...
that toy for Master's pleasure. full of hunger..full of lust... hungry slut...just needs his touch... . |
slut
wakes up from slumber, restless...
wanton body starving...desperate turns her eyes to door ajar... sees her Master...and yearning...breathless.... . |
whispers
only one word......
.......please....... |
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A couple of
my Favorite Songs
Nightime heightens, sharpens each sensation. Darkness wakes, and stirs imagination. Silently the senses abandon their defenses. . |
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Slowly,
gently night unfurls its splendor.
Sense it, grasp it, tremulous and tender. Turn your face away from the garish light of day. Turn your thoughts away from cold, unfeeling light. And listen to the music of the night. . |
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Close
your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams.
Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before. Close your eyes, let your spirit start to soar! And live as you've never lived before. . |
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Softly,
deftly, music shall caress you.
Hear it, feel it, secretly possess you. Open up your mind. Let your fantasies unwind in this darkness which you know you cannot fight. The darkness of the music of the night. . Touch me, trust me, savor each sensation. Let the dream begin. Let your darker side give in to the power of the music that I write. The power of the music of the night! You alone can
make my songs take flight.
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