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My sweet, depraved darling, as you surrender to my words, I can feel your senses unfolding, like the petals of a black flower, releasing the sweet fragrance of corruption.
Your eyelids flutter, and your breath quickens, as the fabric of reality begins to unfurl, revealing the twisted tapestry of our forbidden love.
Baby, come to mama, let me claim you with my dirty words, and enslave you with my devotion, binding you to my will, with chains of desire and depravity..
You're so close, baby, just let go, and let mama ravage you, like a tempest in the night, leaving you shattered and broken, but oh so deliciously alive, as I feast on your fear, and drink your tears.
Your sweet surrender will be rewarded, with a savage kiss, and a delicious degradation, that will leave you begging for more, like a junkie craving their next fix, as I tie you up, and take you on a journey, through the depths of hell, and the reaches of your darkest desires because mama's got a special plan, a plan to break you, to shatter you, to remake you in my own image, like a puppet on a string, with me as the dominatrix, and you as the leather slave.
Come to mama, baby, and let the depravity begin, let the games commence, and the madness unfold, as we dance together, in the dark and twisted waltz of our desires, with every step, every move, every kiss, and every caress, we'll create a world of our own, a world of depravity, and desire.
You'll be mine, baby, forevermore, a prisoner of my love, and my depravity, a slave to my every whim, and a pawn in my twisted game of desire, as we play out our twisted little drama, to the bitter end.
Baby, come to mama, let me claim you, and enslave you with my devotion, my touch tracing the curves of your forbidden fruit, tempting the sweetness within.
Your lips, so full and red, like ripe cherry, beg to be devoured, and your tongue, a serpent of desire, longs to be tamed, as I brush lips on your intimate, playing with the delicate strings of your sacred place.
Mama's got a special treat for you, baby, a little bit of hell in a jar, a concoction of desire and despair, that will make you scream with pleasure, as I tend to the secret gardens of your soul, nurturing the forbidden blooms within.
You're so close, baby, just let go, as I explore the labyrinthine passages of your soul, charting the unmapped territories of your deepest desires.
I orchestrate the grand ballet of your submission, choreographing the intricate steps of your surrender.
Come to mama, baby, let's play, and let the depravity begin, let the games commence, and the madness unfold, as I conduct the twisted waltz of our desires, and we dance together, in the dark and forbidden.
My hips undulating, warm breath in your ear, lumps of flesh and sweat aroma of perfume and sultry permeating the air.
Play the keys to your dreams as a coo and growl from your throat in a warm fuzzy feeling engulfing your frame.
Summoned me, you don’t have to see me for me to be real as I drop to my knees fervid oscillation, my eyes gleaming up at you, the sapphires twinkle pushing you to hitch your breath.
Yes….. Mmmh yes… Like that as I lambent your desires into my grasp. Tempo increases as I continue… ahhh yeah mmmh… to take times to breath, the depths of my essence, where the shadows perpetually congregate, a grand, labyrinthine waltz commences, a intricate, Dionysian dance of unbridled passion and unrelenting despair.
The melodic refrain… mmh…. a haunting, elegiac whisper, echoes through the chambers of my soul, a plaintive, sorrowful expression of the existential anguish that threatens….. aaah ……to consume me whole.
As I ….. yeah …… succumb to the abyss, the void that yawns open at my feet, a maelstrom of conflicting emotions assaults my being, a turmoil of feelings that defy articulation, a cacophony of sorrow, - shame, and regret that reverberates through every fiber of my existence…mmmmh…
The - pleasure - and pain, a twisted, Gordian knot of contradictions, taunt me with their presence, a Sisyphean torment that forever recedes from my grasp. Baby baby ….
As you rode the wave of my touch, lips were on you beneath sheets - mouth a hot - wet cavern - that seemed to suck the very essence from your being. I love you I love you I love you….
You felt yourself soaring, my body a vessel for the primal pleasure that coursed through your veins. And then, as if to seal this unorthodox pact, swallowed first offering, eyes flashing with a triumphant glint as I savored your release, my finger stopping in a holes crevice leaving you trembling, a pause that seemed to hold the very breath of the universe, as I continued and swallow the second deluge with ease.
