he is my teacher.
he is my guide.
my mind spouts flames
my cunt runs
liquid fire.
i live in subspace
writing
striving
on the end of his chain.
i have lost all resistance.
my armor is gone.
i present my throat
and proffer my belly
in perfect faith
that he will take me
he will lead me
he will drive me
to be a treasure
worth displaying
as a prize.
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OG, I'm sure that you make Him proud.
Warm hugs,
Paul
He is trying to make me into something to be proud of, Paul. And especially into a source of pleasure for him. And I am working very hard to meet his demands.
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