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More in MosquitoBytes Volume 03: Ensanguined Quiescence - 2005

Restrained Pleasures

Amaranthine Fetish

She was bound
No need for a gag
No one to hear her screams
She knew tonight she would die
The restraints told her that
The look in her eyes was worth it
I left her like that
An hour maybe more
Cold she would be now
Skin sensitive to heat
To pain
I returned to her
A vision she was
Suspended face down
Totally accessible
Exposed
Vulnerable
Aaaah that look again
Not wanting it to be over
Craving the end
I took my time
Gentle at first
All to heighten her sensitivity
Time to turn up the heat
A candle to light her pain
A burn
No scar revealed
She mewled as it seared her flesh
Gasped as I slapped her
Enough to hurt
Enough for pleasure
She pulled against her restraints
Pleading
Ignoring her cries
I entered
Feral with her plight
I assault her
Furious with need
Lost in her realm
Finally I stab deep
And when she died
I removed the restraints
Laying her gently on the bed
A trace of a smile on her lips
I'll be back to her again
Though she will be an active participant

© 2005, Mosquitobyte

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