Bondage · Romance

Expression.

She walked into the room,

Looked at the things stored there,

Whips,

Ropes,

Objects,

Eye covers,

Masks,

Reds,

Blacks,

All provocative.

They are used for something.

Her soul stirred.

She heard moans,

Sighs,

She wanted to be one of those who had sighed under his touch.

Feel his praise,

Body on hers,

Grunts.

How would those feel on her skin?

the red spots left on her skin,

Warmth seeping into her bones.

Stripped to her core.

she wanted to sink into oblivion under his touch,

scream his name.

What this room promised would express her inner desires like no one has before.

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