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Anima

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Posted - Dec 06 2014 :  6:28:42 PM  Show Profile  Reply with Quote  Get a Link to this Message
Demoness

Creamy white fur leggings wrap around her graceful ankles and stop at the knees of the shining demoness.
A brilliant mane flows elegantly down from her cruel beauty like mead from a hundred chalices.
Her full, milky thighs beckon and shift liquidly, firm and bare, sliding over silken throne.
Her foppish page kneels at her feet, eager but helplessly subdued in his sleek, belted tights and soft cotton shirt.
He can only look up at his masterful goddess and beg to sing her praises in sweet chastity.

She works him daily in the court, twisting his tongue as he speaks, bending his will as he reads, and advising him in silence, his labor of slavish ecstasy.
All in the hopes to exhaust himself, prostrate, and succumb completely to her divine bliss as she engulfs his likeness and pride.
He submits every bit of his essence, the seed of his flesh, mind, and soul, only if he may please his fearsome mistress with his agony.
To comb through her hair and dab her neck with moist perfume, whisper love poems in her ear and rub her tender shoulders, and to adorn her with flowers.

He gently clutches the straps of her boots and kneels to taste her open kiss, her gift of enchanting and bitter redemption.
He bears his face, though she stings like a spider, sickens like venom, flays like a whip, and burns like acid; her ghastly mouth and wild shrieks set him to terror.
He is gripped between her powerful hips and goes deaf from the crushing force squeezing his head while tears smear in with his desperation.
Still, he ventures into and breathes her glory, lapping the spaces between, tasting of her, until he is blued and suffocated, full of emptiness and subdued even further.
Her delicate hands caress her bosom and then stroke his cheek, raising his chin and laying his sleepy face on her welcome lap.
He hugs her warm belly, and they sleep.
Tomorrow, he is due back at court.


kumar ul islam

United Kingdom
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Posted - Dec 07 2014 :  05:26:21 AM  Show Profile  Reply with Quote  Get a Link to this Reply
It must be love.
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Bodhi Tree

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Posted - Dec 07 2014 :  1:24:37 PM  Show Profile  Visit Bodhi Tree's Homepage  Reply with Quote  Get a Link to this Reply
Must be that moon!
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maheswari

Lebanon
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Posted - Dec 08 2014 :  02:28:56 AM  Show Profile  Reply with Quote  Get a Link to this Reply
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Anima

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Posted - Dec 08 2014 :  10:26:30 AM  Show Profile  Reply with Quote  Get a Link to this Reply
It's just another fantasy to disappoint, even if experienced. Empty words.
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Bodhi Tree

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Posted - Dec 09 2014 :  02:20:26 AM  Show Profile  Visit Bodhi Tree's Homepage  Reply with Quote  Get a Link to this Reply
Some dreams do come true. Keep the faith, hombre.
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