May 17, 2025
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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