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Take Me Please
There she stands in the dim light rope binding her hands
Sillouetted in the moonlight a most exquisite sight
Breasts heaving as she struggles in her bondage
Muscles quivering as she tires a willing participant under his tutorlidge
The ropes that bind her breasts are firm defining and shaping
A line obtuse to her ankle lifts it leaving her exposed, her fount gaping
Elbows touching in her stricture
Little bells on her nipples complete the picture
A crop strokes her fount and her desire is plain
As rivulets of excitement course down her thighs despite her pain
A sharp snap of the crop causes a cry
And she whispers Take me please with a low sigh.
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This is lovely, Sir_G... thankyou.
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Most welcome miss justice. It was a pleasure to write, the images stark and clear as I typed. A rare moment of clarity!
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How did I miss this one?
Mmmm......bells......
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