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And there's more! Figment of my sad imagination but you know that right? This is for C & S. Thank you both, one for letting me cry and the other for letting me rant.
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Standing in the spotlight, you can't see very far. You know He is not in the room. You always know when he is near, the connection to him is so strong.
You are on display. Strips of leather caress your skin, your nipples are clamped. No plug, not today; he wants you to be tight when he fucks you for the entertainment of the crowd. You are nervous. Men and women go by you, they comment and let their hands fleetingly touch you. He will not pleased. No one gets to touch you, only him.
Your head goes up. He is here. Instantly you stand a little straighter, your heartbeat quickens, the noises of the party fade as your eyes seek him through the darkness. You find him, an outline, a presence ... here at last.
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Standing in the spotlight, you can't see very far. You know He is not in the room. You always know when he is near, the connection to him is so strong.
You are on display. Strips of leather caress your skin, your nipples are clamped. No plug, not today; he wants you to be tight when he fucks you for the entertainment of the crowd. You are nervous. Men and women go by you, they comment and let their hands fleetingly touch you. He will not pleased. No one gets to touch you, only him.
Your head goes up. He is here. Instantly you stand a little straighter, your heartbeat quickens, the noises of the party fade as your eyes seek him through the darkness. You find him, an outline, a presence ... here at last.