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Hanging on a hook Lavander in the air. The room is cool. There's hooks in the wall and ceiling. There's a bench and a chair in the room. I see a few things laying on a table. There's a black bull whip,flogger, nipple clamps,gag, rope, blindfold,a feather and candle. Looking around I feel myself smiling. You walk up behind me rubbing my neck. Whispering in my ear" do you see anything you like". Slightly turning my head I smile then feel myself blush. Softly answer you yes I do. Running my fingers over the gag,blindfold and flogger. You hands continue to rub my neck. My body warming in your hands. Then your hands move down my neck to my breast. Your fingers gripping my flesh your nails digging in. Then your pull them twist them. The pain grabbing me I gasp as your fingers feel like there ripping off my breast. I squirm.shifting my body. Your firm hands squeezing.Then your hand strikes my fless softly then you build to make it harder. Your hand prints marking my soft skin. Then you grab my hands pulling them upwards. Your firmly hold them high above my head. Then I feel you wrap a rope around them tying them together. Then hooking them to the ceiling. My arms are pulled up tight. My shoulders lifting up my breast red. You walk around me looking at me examinin me. Your fingers tracing over my flesh as I hang there fully exposed to you for your use. I am yours to take and use as you want. |
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MMMM simple an lovely
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Lovely!
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