Tuesday, 28 September 2010
Love is Many Faceted
Her lips like jewels in the night. Closing in around my mouth. I had no escape. I felt myself surrender to her every whim and desire. Locking my own will away. I was hers to do as she pleased. No disobedience would be accepted. This was my life and will always be my life. Complete servitude.
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