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Apr 07, 2005 00:53

Hey people, this is all made up - not real! This one is for my dear Berlock who is wise beyond her years. Is also for my little one, cos she is a darling and I love her....

The spotlights have been turned off. The room smells of cigarette smoke, perfume and sex. Lots of sex. You are slumped on the floor, his come leaking out of you. There is a fine lattice of marks on your back and arse. Your face is tear stained, your throat is raw from screaming.

He is pleased. You were good for him in front of his guests. He stands over you, looking down, his face expressionless. You scrabble into position, wincing from the various pains inflicted on you. He clips the leash onto your collar and nudges you in the direction of the bathroom.

You crawl, arse high; you do it perfectly for him. The smell of bath oil greets you. Beyond that door lies your reward…
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