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Written by jody ariewitz, on 10-03-2010 17:00
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S & M

There's nothing to justify

soft tongue you echo in

backhand...

your morals lie

twisted in clothes

on the floor, and I

(shackled)

am free now,

grining, as leather belt charms me

through fear

into myriads of fantasy

velvet   

                touches

                                   confuse me...

my pleasure is pain, and you worship me

                     FIERCELY>





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