Thursday, September 2, 2010

Short circuit....


Breathing deepens to a moan of pleasure, fingers search out the ever present triggers of ecstasy. Gently at first, gathering the hardening buttons into tiny points, feeling that surge of sexual electricity that short circuits the boundaries of Drabworld. Lashes close to raise the carnal red velvet curtain on the tawdry strip club stage of my dark inner self; the strutting slut in a dark alleyway, the innocent bimbo bound and gagged by the slavering, sex starved gang, the horny housemaid caught using Mistress's dildo....

a girlie sigh from parted lips, harder now pulling and twisting as the charge increases it's potency, my hips writhe, moans form into gasps. Heels raised high on black spike heels, legs parted like a harlot, back arched like whore. Pain morphs into pleasure in this ritual bargain struck deep in my perverted libido......poor victim or willing accomplice....the pleasure scales sway like my hips, inviting and provocative.

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