The Catacombs of the China Pearl

Nothing could have ever prepared me for the bite that stung into my ass. I tried to cry out from the first strike, yet the scream couldn’t escape, getting caught only in sharp gasps and lost of breath. Forcing my body to rise on tippy toes and dance.

The only thing that kept me in reality is your voice providing a command, a point for me to focus on… Yet, I didn’t get a chance to obey right away as the second strike bit, this time whimpers escaped between the breathless gasps…

“T-T-Two…..Thank you….. Sir…. May…I have another? Please... Sir…”

I could not believe those words came from my lips, biting my lower lip from embarrassment…. Yet, when the third strike bit, the words spoken once more… My body dancing and writhing, clearly begging for more… by the time the fifth strike bitten, the first orgasm rolled through me. The room filled my cries, cum streaming down my trembling legs…. I had no focus in that moment as the next strike took its kiss, I couldn’t get the words out as I fought to catch my breathe….
 
Star was beside herself with her growing arousal as she gasped “T-T- Two…..Thank you….. Sir…. May…I have another? Please... Sir…” What an adorable creature this young beauty was.



“Of course, you may my dear.” A dark grin bows my lips as once again the split baboo road whistle through the air to caress Star’s firm little ass. My dark grin broadens when the third strike bights, She gasped the words once more, Her body sensuality dancing and writhing, most seductively, as it was clearly begging for more. The cane whistle twice more turning Star’s firm little ass bright red. Yet with the fifth blow Star was seized with a violent soul searing orgasm. The room filled her cries of ecstasy and pain, cum streaming down her shapely, trembling legs. The next strike kissed that delicious little ass. She couldn’t get the words out as she fought to catch her breathe.



“Star do you really want another my dear?” Once more my dark voice seductively wrapped around the young beauty’s senses. “If you do then all you have to do is beg for more……….beg to cum again.” How I did enjoy toying with this adorable young creature.
 
It took me several moments to catch my breath, the cool air kissing my skin causing me to shiver slightly as I hear your voice once more. I didn't understand what is happening to me, or why I felt the way I did. My skin ached from the lashings, the strikes burn against the cool air and yet..... I can feel the excitement and need for more. My clit is twitching wildly, the stream of wetness trailing down my inner thighs. There is no hiding the need for more, my scent is strong to me which I knew is exciting this stranger as well. I also knew that I have taken too long to regain any of my senses and I could feel your need for an answer growing impatient..

"Please.... Sir.... I wish for more... Please Sir...."

I begged almost desperately, a bit more than I expected as I felt the next bite almost instantly after the request. The next few strikes took longer than the first few as each one stole my breath and I could barely get the words out through the gasps. My skin is on fire and the way my body is quivering, i could have sworn I came once more. Although, I couldn't focus enough to notice the intense wetness streaming down my quivering thighs. My eyes roll shut for a moment, savoring every sensation that I could possibly soak in as I grip the chains holding my wrists tightly. Chest is heaving up and down as I breathe heavily, almost afraid to ask for more and at the same time, my curiosity is getting the best of me..

"Please..... Sir...."
 
"Please.... Sir.... I wish for more... Please Sir...." She begs so sweetly her voice a gasped plea. The scent of her arousal fills my nostrils. I now runs the shaft of the split bamboo between her legs. I loves the little gasps, moans, and sighs that bubble from her moist ripe lips as her head lulls from side to side.



"Please..... Sir...." Star stammers .



“What…….Dear……..More” I lay aside the split bamboo and get a long sinuous whip and loop it around her slender neck. “Shall I teach you the sensual caress of leather and its seductive stinging kiss. By hand laces into her hair and I savagely kiss her. “Well Star??
 
There's no stopping the intense orgasm that overwhelmed me as the cane tormented my pussy.. it's a sensation I've never experienced before and I honestly didn't want it to end. I came hard and soaked the cane as my hips jerk and dance.

When it ended, I'm floating in a world of pure pleasure. My eyes closing as I soaked it all in. Barely standing on my toes and shaking legs. I gasp softly when hearing that voice once more, feeling something new coil around my neck. I had no idea what this new object would do, never having seen one before.

I slowly open my eyes to see it, the tail looked deadly and it caused my heart to flutter with fear... or is excitement? I couldn't tell anymore... before i could answer with words, the fear ended with the kiss. My kiss submits to the savage one invading my mouth. My body reacting to it with so much need it's almost unbearable.

"Yes.... Sir... please.... teach me more... I wish to feel more Sir..."

I manage to whisper into the kiss, before kissing you with my own intensity...
 
Her body hangs there trembling with the effects of her sexual ecstasy what an adorable creature as she came to the sensual caress of the rod. I whispered a single word More, before my lips claimed hers in a savage kiss. This stunning young innocent’s kiss submission to my savage one , that invaded and raped her mouth. Her body reacting to it with so much need it's almost adorable. Finally, my lips part from hers and she gasps,



"Yes.... Sir... please.... teach me more... I wish to feel more Sir..." before kissing me with her own shameful intensity.



I gaze into her passion clouded eyes and smile wickedly. “Then you shall have what you beg for my sweet!” The lash slides from her lender neck to cascade down her gorgeous young body, it catches on her nipple hesitates for a moment then falls to the floor. I study Star’s naked, chained young body the lash hanging lifeless at my side, were would the first sensual caress and seductive kiss land? I give my wrist a shake and the lash sliders to life. My wrist flexes again and the lash curls around Star’s supple young body to lick and her breasts and nipples. I smile for her soft pale ivory skin marks so beautifully.



The lash caresses every inch of her gorgeous young body from her slender neck to the flare of the girl’s hips. I love how she dances to the sensual caress and seductive kiss of the lash. Now the lash licks at the soft folds of her pussy.
 
Down below the little Inn that sets high on the bluff just below the China Point light ther are lye the catacombs of an ancient fortress forgotten by time. In thoughts wondering corridors, the cool breath of time gone by caresses the cheek of those that dare to enter. This is a place where darker pleasure are enjoyed where the caress of leather it’s stinging kiss call to dark lust. Where the rack and St Andrew’s “X” bring gasped sighs of anticipated pleasure. All that is most feared and secretly desired awaits those that dare embrace its dark seduction.
 
I find myself standing amongst these hallowed walls once again, the ancient architecture imposing, holding many secrets among the dimly lit torches lining the walls. The interior becoming darker the further down we descend.

I hold CGs hand tightly, my senses tingling in anticipation.

We finally reach the bottom chamber and my eyes roam across all the different things adorning the walls. I can hear a storm brewing above us… perhaps fitting for what lies ahead.

“CG,” I whisper, turning to face him, my eyes demurely cast down. I trust this man – implicitly - and I know he is the only one that can give me the release I so desperately crave.
 
This dark beauty grips my hand harder as we descend the winding stairs, each step bringing her closer to the chamber that calls so seductively to her. Cool azure blue eyes hold mine in their trusting gaze.



“CG,” her sensual whisper, as she turns to face me, her eyes demurely cast down.



“ The first time you came here Dee a storm raged and now another builds without. It is almost if nature mimics your dark need my sweet. Tell me what you desire and what you fear that I may grant you your burning desire Dee.”
 
I worry my bottom lip as I carefully consider his question. What - exactly - do I want?

"I desire..." I begin, my eyes flitting up to gauge his beautiful hazel ones. "I desire to be bound and stripped of my defences," I say. "To be made yours, Sir."

I grip his hands tightly as I add, "And I am scared I am not strong enough for the storm that lies ahead..." my eyes overly bright, as thunder gently starts to rumble in the distance.
 
"I desire..." I begin, my eyes flitting up to gauge his beautiful hazel ones. "I desire to be bound and stripped of my defenses," I say. "To be made yours, Sir."



Those soft azure eyes so trusting as Dee continues "And I am scared I am not strong enough for the storm that lies ahead..." Her eyes overly bright, as thunder gently starts to rumble in the distance. Nature seemed to mimic the sensual storm that raged in Dee’s soft azure eyes. I reassuringly squeeze her hand.



“Dee remove your Cloak.”



I wonder is she wearing nothing beneath that dark cloak as in the past or weather she will be forced to do a sensual little striptease.
 
"Yes, Sir." I say softly.

I keep my eyes on him as my fingers unfasten the clasp at the base of my neck, the black velvet cape coming undone and falling from my frame to puddle around my feet in soft folds that seem to be glistening in the austere light. I am wearing nothing beneath it, every curve and every soft fold laid bare in front of him, my dark hair spiraling down my back, a soft blush dusting my cheeks.

I know we have been here before, but I feel inexplicably shy, even though I know there is no place to hide.
 
Her delicate fingers brush the clasp that holds her dark velvet cloak closed. Dee shyly lowers her gaze from my dark and brooding hazel eyes.

"Yes, Sir." She softly replies.



Dee lifts her soft azure eyes to mine. Her fingers trembling a little, as she unfasten the clasp at the base of her neck, the black velvet cape coming undone and cascading down the sensual curves of her stunning young body to puddle around her trim ankles in soft folds that seem to be glistening in the austere light. As in the past Dee is wearing nothing beneath her cloak. Every curve and every soft fold laid bare in front of me for my pleasure, her dark hair spiraling down her back, a soft blush dusting her cheeks a seductive shade of pink.



I slowly circle the naked little nymph. “The last time you were here you savored the sensual caress of the riding crop and its seductive stinging kiss My Sweet Girl. Has your desire for more increased, do you long for something to tempt you even farther?”



I step back and sweep my arm towards the cabinet that held the crops, floggers, surges, and cat-of-nine-tales. “Chose my dark beauty then bring me your choice, kneel and present your choice to me.” I knew this would push Dee’s boundaries just a bit more. It seemed this gorgeous young creature hesitated for a moment, then a thunderous clap of thunder. It seemed that a storm once more broke over us compelling Dee into action.
 
CG circles around me, and I close my eyes, my senses following his every move.

“The last time you were here you savored the sensual caress of the riding crop and its seductive stinging kiss My Sweet Girl. Has your desire for more increased, do you long for something to tempt you even farther?”

“I remember,” I say softly, the memories fueling my desire.

CG swept his arm up, bringing my attention to the cabinet on the side, leaving the decision up to me. I am hesitant for a moment, but it was as if the growing storm was edging me along with a tremendous thunderclap, that made me jump. I give CG a glance to draw courage from his hazel eyes… watching my every move, intently.

Deep in thought, I walk over to the cabinet and let my fingers languidly trail across each potential tormentor, weighing up what each of them will bring to my flesh, the core of my being. They hesitate, hovering over the cat for a moment… but I am not ready for that yet. Taking a step back my being focuses on a pretty braided flogger, which I slowly and reverently lift from its position.

Out of the corner of my eye I notice another cabinet and on the spur of the moment I take a silk blindfold too, a bright red one. Walking back to CG, I cast my eyes down as I kneel in front of him, sitting upright with my chin down, my hands extended in front of me, offering him my choices in complete silence.

My mind was oddly quiet and gooseflesh erupted across my skin in anticipation.
 
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“The last time you were here you savored the sensual caress of the riding crop and its seductive stinging kiss My Sweet Girl. Has your desire for more increased, do you long for something to tempt you even farther?”



“I remember,” My dark beauty softly replied. I watched as she went to the cabinets that both call to her and still cause her heart beat to flutter with fear and yet she moves to her desire and fear. Dee’s fingers lovingly, almost adoring, as she investigates the crops, floggers, and the cat-of-nine tails. I see a dark fascination in though azure eyes and a tinge of violate as she runs her finger over the cat. The cat seems have a hold over the dark beauty. Suddenly she make another decision, choosing a braided flogger that Dee reverently lift from its position where it hung.



This gorgeous young creature turns, starts to return, but suddenly turns on her heel and goes to another cabinet and selects something from within. There is a fluid sensual grace as she slowly sinks to her knees and holds out her two choices to me.



“Very nice my sweet girl, your choices pleases me.” I caress her cheek with the back of my hand, my lips brush hers in a teasing sensual kiss. “How do you wish to be bound, Suspended spread-eagle between heaven and hell? Or bound on the rack, or to the “X.” This time no matter your choice Dee you will be blindfolded to intensify what I shall do to you.”
 
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CG touches my cheek, gently caressing it and I lean into his touch, savouring the moment, before he presses a teasing kiss to my lips. A soft little moan hums on my lips, when he asks the next question that will dictate our time spent in this chamber.

I chose the St Andrews cross in our previous session that was ended on the rack, but this time I am yearning for a complete release. I weigh up the option of being suspended, as my eyes meander up the ropes hanging from strong bolts in the wall. He knows my fear of being bound, and yet, it’s the only way to get where I want to be…

“I would like to be suspended, Sir, my body prone for your pleasure,” and with the decision made I lower my eyes once more, a little slither of trepidation tingling down my spine.
 
Dee looks so young so beautiful and so vulnerable as she kneels before me her arms outstretched holding her offerings. The look of trust in her soft azure blue eyes, the way she leans her head to my hand when I caress her cheek, and the sensual little moan of pleasure as my lips brush hers.



Yet there is fear in those azure depts as well as I press for how she wants to be bound. Oh, this dark beauty so needs to be bound, to be free, to embrace the pleasure she so longs for. I smile down in to those soft young eyes.



“I would like to be suspended, Sir, my body posed for your pleasure,” and with her decision made, the dark beauty demurely lowers her eyes once more, a little slither of trepidation tingling down her spine in fear and anticipation.



“It would be my pleasure to bind you Dee.”



I extend my hand to her raise her from her knees, her supple naked young body pressed to my woolen shirt. I lead the trusting lamb to the ropes that will bind her to my will. Each of her delicate wrists are captured, and in turn the leather cuffs securely buckled, my lips caress her wrists, then her moist sweet lips. I tease and arouse my sweet girl’s gorgeous young body with kisses as light as the caress of a butterfly’s wing. They flow down the sensual curve of Dee’s neck, explore her firm proud young breasts as I mingle sensual little lover’s bites with seductive sensual licks. Down across her quivering abdomen. A teasing seductive lick to the young beauty’s pussy. Those kisses, nips and licks flow down her legs each in turn as her trim little ankles are captured and securely bound.



“Are you ready my dark beauty?”



I question as I slowly draw the blindfold over her stunning azure eyes, so she is robbed of her sight, and her senses heightened. A soft seductive kiss once more caresses the bound beauty’s lips and then she is alone. The creek of the pulleys and her arms are raised above her head. Slowly her arms are drawn apart, her shapely legs spread until her young pussy blossoms.



My dark beauty is suspended between heaven and hell. A flick of my wrest, the “Crack” of the flogger tells of things to cum as Dee hangs their in her dark world, waiting and needing the sensual caress of leather and its stinging kiss.
 
“It would be my pleasure to bind you, Dee.”

CG offers me a hand and effortlessly raises me to my feet, pulling me up against him, the entire length of me aching to be in such close proximity to him, the warmth of him, the soft touch of his woollen shirt.

He takes my hands and fasten the leather cuffs around my wrists with practiced fingers before kissing them gently. as if to seal my fate. He lifts his head and very intentionally claims my lips. Warm, sweet seduction explode in my depths as CG leaves my lips… and I feel bereft for but a moment, before he hones in on the erogenous spot along my neck, making my eyes flutter shut as my head rolls to the side, sending glorious dark hair cascading down my shoulder, a breathless gasp escaping my lips.

He starts a tantalising and teasing trail of kisses down my body, gently nipping, licking and kissing my breasts until they are firm and aching for his touch. He continues leaving a path of molten desire down my skin, inexorably dipping lower, across my tummy and giving the centre of my desire a very teasing little lick that wrings an audible gasp from my lips. “CG,” I moan as he reaches my feet to securely tighten the leather cuffs around my ankles, every inch of my body on fire with dark desire.

“Are you ready my dark beauty?”

“Yes,” I say breathlessly, my chest rising and falling faster as CG tightens the blind over my eyes. He captures my lips one more time and bereft of my eyesight, the sensation sets my lips on fire, the kiss deepening and cultivating a raw desire in me.

Just as suddenly, he is gone and I am left alone again... thunder clouds rumbling impatiently in the distance in the night sky above the catacombs. I can hear the pullies spring into motion and achingly slow my frame is pulled tight, arms and legs spread apart, my body prone…. completely at his mercy.

My breath rate increases - exponentially - as CG leaves me in the dark once more. It is quite an overwhelming feeling, being suspended in the air – weightless – with no sight. My senses shift into overdrive as I attempt to pinpoint his position in the room, gooseflesh erupting across the length of me. I test my bounds, but there is not much room to move, at all.

Suddenly I hear the crack of the flogger in the air close by, perfectly timed as a blistering thunderclap echo through the night, making me jump, a very nervous gasp leaving my lips.

“CG,” I whisper, in a plea. The suspense absolutely killing me. My body yearning for something it doesn’t even know it wants.
 
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“Are you ready My Dark Beauty?”

“Yes,” she moans breathlessly, her chest rising and falling faster as I tightens the blindfold over her soft azure eyes. Her stunning young body is alive with dark desire, anticipation and of course the fear of the unknown. My sweet Dark Beauty’s world now, robbed of sight, is one of sound and heighten feeling.



The crack of the flogger seductively merges with the thunder without the catacombs as the evening storm draws nearer. It was if nature wanted to again see this ravishing young creature twist and thrashed with dark sinful pleasure once more, to grasp the forbidden and simple enjoy.



Again, the flogger “Crack” like a shot from a pistol. Its leathery tongs sensually caress her shoulders slithers down to caress My Sweet Dark Angel’s heaving breasts, one sensual leathery tongue clings to Dee’s engorged nipple before cascading down her supple body to tease and please her lily white thighs with their sensual caress.



Again the “Crack” of the flogger yet there is no seductive firry kiss. I let her anticipation, as well as her fear, build to play with her young mind. I lay the flogger aside for a moment, and then draw on a pair of rough leather gloves. I run the rough gloves over My Dark Beauty’s firm young breasts and engorged peaked nipples,. That rough leather now caresses the bound beauty’s inner thighs’ silken skin.



Each time I draw back and then caress her gorgeous young body she is caressed by several different material, steel wool, sand paper first, then very fine sandpaper, and then coarser and coarser sandpaper till every nerve in her stunning young body is alive and hypersensitive. When My Dark Angel is panting and gasping, for breath I pick up the flogger, her choice, once more. Yet this time when I flick my wrest, the “Crack” rings out, but this time those sweet leather tongues wrap around Dee’s slender young body, their fiery kiss licking at the bound young beauty’s breasts and nipples.
 
The flogger cracks somewhere close to me, sending another jolt through my body, but instead of biting into my skin, CG runs my tormentor across my skin, and I can’t help the moan that escapes my lips as he teases me, sensually running the flogger across my shoulders… teasing my breasts as I roll my head back trying to get closer… down… down… brushing across my sex, sending sparks bolting through my nervous system.

And I’m alone again… the flogger makes an ominous ‘crack’ in the deafening silence and my body jolts again…

silence…

I can hear him moving…

Suddenly rough hands claim my breasts and I expel all the air in my lungs, arching my frame, and as he lays those rough hands on the delicate inner folds of my being, scraping across my clit, I suck all the air back into my lungs, my breathing taking on an audible sound... Teasing me... Tormenting me…



But little did I know the torment was only beginning.



He pulls back, leaving me breathless, wondering what is next – something cold, something rough, delicately scrapes across my skin and I gasp, my entire being tingling in anticipation. He repeats the process… over… and over… and over… every time something different… something new…

something darker…

He touches me everywhere…. Teasing…. Tormenting…. Goading me on…. the veritable sensory overload sending my body into a frenzy. Each new experience has a staccato of the flogger cracking in the air… interspersed with lightning booming through the catacombs as if to echo what CG is doing... a dark promise. I am writhing with each new touch, and with each new experience, halted breaths leave my lips, my heart racing, I can feel it pulsing in my ears.

The catacombs take on a life of its own; every sound I make echoes through its chambers as if it was replicating the joy, the sensual explosiveness of what CG is doing to me. Higher… higher… higher… until my skin is on fire, every inch of me radiantly alive in blistering technicolour.

“CG,” I plead, through halted breaths, and this time the flogger crashes into my flesh, spreading its wicked little straps across my chest - biting at my skin - and I scream. The explosive quality of it washing over me like a tidal wave, shaking me to my core. I am trembling, but not from fear - no - this is my body’s way of coping with the sheer magnitude of the onslaught on my senses.

“More…” I whisper, breathlessly, perspiration glistening on my skin.
 
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My sweet dark Angel was left in a world of darkness, feelings, and anticipation. I love toying with her, keeping her on the edge, unable to see what was coming next. Pleasure or pain, or the unexpected. I introduce the bound, suspended, beauty to the Teasing…….Tormenting……..sensations of abrasion. Goading her on…….veritable sensory overload, sending her supple young body into a frenzy of sensations. Each new experience has the staccato “Crack” of the flogger cracking in the air… interspersed with thunder and lightning booming through the catacombs as if to echo what I was doing to Dee……...a dark promise of things to come.



Each sensual gasp, seductive sigh, and each staggered moan of pleasure that bubbles from her moist rip lips is music to my ears and breathes a dark life into the catacombs.



“CG,”



She softly and desperately plead, through halting breaths, and yet this time the flogger crashes into pale flawless flesh, spreading its wicked little tongues across her chest, caressing, and biting at her proud young breasts and pale rose pink nipples, My Dark Angel’s scream of pain thrills me. The explosive quality of it washing over me like a tidal wave, as it shakes her to her core. She trembles, yet not from fear, no, this is how gorgeous young body’s copes with the sheer magnitude of the onslaught on her senses.

“More…”



My dark angel whispers, breathlessly, perspiration glistening on her skin, a fine sheen of sweat, highlighting every sensual curve of her body. My fingers tightly entwine in Dee’s shimmering dark hair, my lips crush to hers in a wild savage kiss to curl her toes, sear her young soul and leaving her wanting more and gasping for breath when I break that kiss. My hand slips the knot that holds her blindfold. Her world of darkness is flooded with light once more. I reach in to mt robe’s pocket and draw out the three vicious clamps that she knows so well.



“Do you remembers these my sweet girl?” The vicious clamps lay in the palm of my hand. “You did ask for more my sweet!”
 
CG steps up to me, I feel his body heat radiating against me as he tangles his hand into my unruly main, crushing his lips to mine, deepening the kiss. I kiss him back with every fibre of my being, until my heart is thrumming in my veins. Drugged in ecstasy, our lips move like hungry lovers who can’t get enough of each other.

When he finally lets go, I gasp for air, the kiss still lingering on my lips “CG,” I whisper his name again, like some magical tantra.

A moment later the blindfold falls from my eyes and blinding light sears my senses. I take a sharp breath, flinching from the intensity of it. “Aaaah,” I moan, as I blink a few times, waiting for the world to come into focus… his hazel eyes are staring at me, approvingly.

CG takes something out of his pocket. “Do you remember these, my sweet girl?” he asks, very innocently - and my heartrate quickens - as I see the clamps that are laying in the palm of his hand.

“Yes,” the short word falls from my lips.
“You did ask for more my sweet!”

For a moment I stare into CG’s eyes, dark desire kindling in the depths of mine before I nod, giving him my consent. Taking a deep breath, I roll my head back, raven hair spiraling down as I close my eyes, preparing for the next onslaught on my senses.
 
The three little dragon clamps lay in the palm of my hand. Their serpent sharp teeth draws Mys dark sweet angel’s gaze as I question, “Do you remembers these my sweet girl? You did ask for more my sweet!” My voice spins a sensual web around her will and senses. I lift Dee’s chin with a single finger.


“Yes,”



The word sensually slips from her moist ruby red lips. There is a moment’s hesitation that seemed to drag on forever. The raven hair beauty for a moment stared into my eyes, I see the dark desire in the depths of her azure blue eyes before she slowly nods, giving her consent. My lips brushed her moist young lips in a fleeting kiss. My head bows to her right breast. The tip of my tongue seductively circles Dee’s rose pink nipple until it is a throbbing peaked bud on her dusky pink pillow of her areola. I roll that taunt bud on the roof of my mouth. I wait until My dark angel gasps and moans in dark pleasure. In that moment of forbidden pleasure, I clamp her delicate throbbing nipple.
 
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CG brushes his lips across mine before descending on my nipple, tantalising and teasing until I am writhing in my bonds, moaning – savouring the pleasure – before he clamps my nipple, the dragon teeth biting viciously into my skin.

“Aaaah,” I scream, my body shuddering as another thunderclap bolts through the catacombs, illuminating everything in a crisp white staccato, before we are submerged in flickering torchlight once more, dancing shadows mimicking the dark desire in my eyes. My breathing is erratic as my lungs work hard to fuel the growing need in me, azure blue eyes staring with trepidation at the remaining two dragon clamps in CGs hand.
 
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