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I have been ridiculously horny since last night, remaking a tumblr feeded the beast

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Your heart races, a palpable thump in your throat, as you find yourself ensnared in the heart of a forest on this chilling winter night. A desperate longing grips you, as you find yourself wondering why you’re doing this to yourself, craving significance in the desolation that surrounds you. You enter through the daunting iron door, which slams shut, and the echo reverberates throughout the icy room, and that’s where you find him.

The man that’s kept you in a chokehold for years. Ever since u laid eyes on him at work, his shadow has haunted your every waking moment. captures your breath, holds over your dreams, ensnares your fantasies, and shackled your heart.

“This night, you’ll follow all of my demands, my precious girl,” he says, putting a collar around your neck, leading you down to his chamber, tying you to a post and slowly taking off his clothes, allowing you to admire what you cannot touch.

You know what’s to come is dark and forbidden, yet your body is enchanted by the idea of his touch. He looks down at your pathetic self, tracing your cheekbone using the pad of his thumb, before grabbing hold of your chin, forcing you to look in his eyes so he can examine how desperate you truly are for him.

He kneels down next to you and pushes his fingers into your mouth, forcing you to suck on them “You look so pretty mindlessly sucking my fingers, my sweet girl,” he says, as he pushes your head to the side, revealing his pointed teeth, sinking them deep into your neck, your mind slowly melting into obedience.

“Your sweet blood is intoxicating, I'll just steal you away from the rest of the world forever.”

i would never waste time... I would kiss every inch of your body to show how I serve you

If you are not willing to worship every inch of her body, then why are you wasting her time

i honestly think I do not crave anything else more than I crave this

Want to be on my knees and forced to stroke myself to get mommy’s attention

Making someone cum is better than cumming.

humping a pillow in front of her, desperately looking into her eyes with each thrust, grunting and moaning loudly, desperately praying the pillow can be replaced with her

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Dressed in nothing but my white collared shirt, your fingers brush against the collar as you close your eyes, savouring the feeling of my touch, completely enveloping you. With your eyes shut, your hands move across your body, desperately starved for my touch. Your fingers graze your breasts, tugging against the shirt, as you slowly unbutton the top few buttons, before sliding your hands down between your legs, to play with yourself in my shirt, covered by my scent, urgently pleasuring yourself as you moan out my name, placing your other hand around your throat,

You sit, your hands trembling as you grip the collar of my shirt. The soft fabric brushes against your skin, and the scent of my cologne fills your nostrils, bringing about an intense longing. Your eyes are closed, and your breath comes in sharp sighs. Your other hand moves between the buttons of your collar, tracing the firm lines of your breasts. Your heart quickens, as you want more. Your voice is a breathy whisper; my name is slipping off your lips, laced with desire. Your hands slide down between your legs, seeking the slightest bit of intimacy. Your other hand cups your throat, the pressure of your fingers sending shivers down your spine. The desire burning deep within you grows more intense with the thought of feeling me inside you. You can't take it anymore, all you want is for me to make you feel good.

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Moans and whimpers slip from her pretty lips, her legs spread over my shoulders, as I trace her inner thighs with the pad of my thumb. Her breaths shorten as I lay a kiss between her legs, hearing her softly moan my name, her fingers ruffling through my hair. She sits perfectly on my desk, with the forbidden allure kindling the flames within our hearts.

Using my hands to grab her waist, I lay her down and get on top. “Please sir,” she says as I unlace her dress. “Please sir, I need you inside me,” she says as she unbuckles my belt.  

Using the belt to restrain her hands, I set to work on her body, kissing every inch I find beautiful, as I rub my dick over her pretty cunt. “Please Sir!” She urgently pleads as I finally push my dick into her tight cunt, groaning from how perfect it feels.

Using her waist as handles, I mercilessly pound into her over and over, as she let’s out loud gasps of pain mixed with pleasure. Her face goes red so she turns to look away, but I grab her face and force her to look back at me.

“Look into my eyes, sweetheart. These are the eyes that control your desires forever…”