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ThE NiGht ShE mEt He WiTh ThE DrAgOn tAtToO... (extended version)
she was appropriately dressed in leather
she may not have known at the time
but it was her first question that made her a debtor
she arrived at this strange place with a friend
who had not mentioned whose den she had been brought within
poor soul hadn't a clue...
that this night would change her whole existence and her life's point of view
she asked the hansom man who sat on what looked to be a thrown
on his body brightly colored an amazing dragon tattoo
"for what reason are you appeared bored.. with so many interesting and beautiful people here.. there must be plenty to do?.."
while whisking his whip.. he raised a gentle smile
not much emotion but to her there was something about his odd but intriguing style
made her belly fill with butterflies
who is he?... Oo
her interest began to build
he thought it best to let her go about her business
for he only knows to bring pain to those whom feel pain as bliss
he knew she had never been kissed by a Dragon such as he
so he warned her...
"move on!.. find who brought you.. i did not invite you.. there's nothing here for you to see.."
smoke and flames rushed from his lips as he spoke
her butterflies had begun to quail
pussy moistened.. became more wet with each passing thought of he whom she just met..
he noticed she hadn't moved
even more strange she was one step closer..
he barked fire.. then he swung his whip..
wrapped its strength around her hip and drug her close to him..
it is fear he brings to his subjects that move the Earth beneath his feet
this woman showed no fear.. in fact had depth in her eyes he had known once before..
but it was impossible..
for that love had been long lost to the snarls of death's lonely door..
he hated that this unknown woman share the gaze of she who was his greatest pet..
"show fear woman!.. you dare stare at me?! bow your eyes when in my presence!"..
she did neither..
for reasons she knew not..
something about him to her was indulgent and fascinating...
with a wave of his hand
two men in masks
moved quick grabbing her by each arm
her friend attempted to stop them
but she showed no alarm..
chained her by wrist and feet
he placed a collar on her neck then dared her to speak..
...........she spoke.............
he turned with eyes of flame..
whipped her once.. twice..
"you dare speak again?!"
...she spoke and to he her words were erotic
he then ripped her leather panties and tightened her collar
she couldn't speak but her eyes told him her whole story
'beat me harder Master.. there's nothing you can do to displease me... my mind. body and soul are yours for the taking.. i have searched a lifetime for he who completes me..'
with his sizable hand clinched to her collar and throat
vision began to blur as she thought what could be next..
he whispered in her ear..
-you will show fear..
licked her cheek with his serpent tongue
-and it starts right here..
this was last she remember he saying before passing out..
.
awakened from what she thought had to be a dream
-feathery licks on her arms legs and face
far from a dream..
she was alone in a cold dim lit dungeon of a place
once able to open her eyes she found herself on knees
head and hands braced in a mid-evil stockade..
a variety of different serpents scaling her bodies frame
her first thoughts were to scream
but at the thought of he
.she simply refused
where others see fire and torment in his eyes
she seen warmth protection and comfort
-who stronger than he?..
-who better to please?..
never had she met one that stir her inside like he
nor capture her breath by the moment..
-she doesnt scream for me.. she holds the glare of Cyley..
he expressed to his servant..
-clean and bring her to me..
a blinding light forced its way in with the opening of the cellar door
two sizable Eunuchs entered.. unclasped her stockade
unwrapped and set aside each serpent constricted and coiled to her frame
within minutes she was taken to a bathhouse
and treated like a Queen
six dazzling. well groomed and ornamented women of caramel complexion
bathed her in a large tub with oils and scents that smelled of Jasmine..
each of their eyes were blackened
and tongues that of snakes
she had not one question
only the desire to see her Masters face..
after her cleansing and treatment of her skins welts and few snake bite wounds
they draped her in loose see through linen
then placed her in an enchantment of a room
.he approached her slow. naked.. with his tall. dark handsome figure in all its divine splendor
she wasnt much sure if she could harness the emotions
charging through her system..
his fuck stick hung long and low
below the head of his dragon tattoo..
never in her life had she seen nor heard of one having a head of gold..
but his was absolutely beautiful..
his dick looked the perfect size if not that a bit long and large
he had three gold rings pierced to each side of his sacks
a curious pattern of pearls embedded up and down his shaft..
..perfect in her mind more than precious.. she had to taste..
he allowed her to touch..
she rubbed. licked and sucked..
pussy being pass the point of wet..
she released that which was warm sweet smelling thick and oh the taste..
to he something so sweet means something so right
he placed her wrists in cuffs on the end of his bed
whipped her with spite till she begged and bled
i need you inside me Master.. dont make me wait any longer.. you can search but you will find none that wants you more than i do.. nor any that can endure the pleasuresome pain you inflict.. i am going nowhere.. ravage me you beast.. fuck me hard Master.. any and everywhere..
..that night he did
8^/ RedHot Pepperssss .
she may not have known at the time
but it was her first question that made her a debtor
she arrived at this strange place with a friend
who had not mentioned whose den she had been brought within
poor soul hadn't a clue...
that this night would change her whole existence and her life's point of view
she asked the hansom man who sat on what looked to be a thrown
on his body brightly colored an amazing dragon tattoo
"for what reason are you appeared bored.. with so many interesting and beautiful people here.. there must be plenty to do?.."
while whisking his whip.. he raised a gentle smile
not much emotion but to her there was something about his odd but intriguing style
made her belly fill with butterflies
who is he?... Oo
her interest began to build
he thought it best to let her go about her business
for he only knows to bring pain to those whom feel pain as bliss
he knew she had never been kissed by a Dragon such as he
so he warned her...
"move on!.. find who brought you.. i did not invite you.. there's nothing here for you to see.."
smoke and flames rushed from his lips as he spoke
her butterflies had begun to quail
pussy moistened.. became more wet with each passing thought of he whom she just met..
he noticed she hadn't moved
even more strange she was one step closer..
he barked fire.. then he swung his whip..
wrapped its strength around her hip and drug her close to him..
it is fear he brings to his subjects that move the Earth beneath his feet
this woman showed no fear.. in fact had depth in her eyes he had known once before..
but it was impossible..
for that love had been long lost to the snarls of death's lonely door..
he hated that this unknown woman share the gaze of she who was his greatest pet..
"show fear woman!.. you dare stare at me?! bow your eyes when in my presence!"..
she did neither..
for reasons she knew not..
something about him to her was indulgent and fascinating...
with a wave of his hand
two men in masks
moved quick grabbing her by each arm
her friend attempted to stop them
but she showed no alarm..
chained her by wrist and feet
he placed a collar on her neck then dared her to speak..
...........she spoke.............
he turned with eyes of flame..
whipped her once.. twice..
"you dare speak again?!"
...she spoke and to he her words were erotic
he then ripped her leather panties and tightened her collar
she couldn't speak but her eyes told him her whole story
'beat me harder Master.. there's nothing you can do to displease me... my mind. body and soul are yours for the taking.. i have searched a lifetime for he who completes me..'
with his sizable hand clinched to her collar and throat
vision began to blur as she thought what could be next..
he whispered in her ear..
-you will show fear..
licked her cheek with his serpent tongue
-and it starts right here..
this was last she remember he saying before passing out..
.
awakened from what she thought had to be a dream
-feathery licks on her arms legs and face
far from a dream..
she was alone in a cold dim lit dungeon of a place
once able to open her eyes she found herself on knees
head and hands braced in a mid-evil stockade..
a variety of different serpents scaling her bodies frame
her first thoughts were to scream
but at the thought of he
.she simply refused
where others see fire and torment in his eyes
she seen warmth protection and comfort
-who stronger than he?..
-who better to please?..
never had she met one that stir her inside like he
nor capture her breath by the moment..
-she doesnt scream for me.. she holds the glare of Cyley..
he expressed to his servant..
-clean and bring her to me..
a blinding light forced its way in with the opening of the cellar door
two sizable Eunuchs entered.. unclasped her stockade
unwrapped and set aside each serpent constricted and coiled to her frame
within minutes she was taken to a bathhouse
and treated like a Queen
six dazzling. well groomed and ornamented women of caramel complexion
bathed her in a large tub with oils and scents that smelled of Jasmine..
each of their eyes were blackened
and tongues that of snakes
she had not one question
only the desire to see her Masters face..
after her cleansing and treatment of her skins welts and few snake bite wounds
they draped her in loose see through linen
then placed her in an enchantment of a room
.he approached her slow. naked.. with his tall. dark handsome figure in all its divine splendor
she wasnt much sure if she could harness the emotions
charging through her system..
his fuck stick hung long and low
below the head of his dragon tattoo..
never in her life had she seen nor heard of one having a head of gold..
but his was absolutely beautiful..
his dick looked the perfect size if not that a bit long and large
he had three gold rings pierced to each side of his sacks
a curious pattern of pearls embedded up and down his shaft..
..perfect in her mind more than precious.. she had to taste..
he allowed her to touch..
she rubbed. licked and sucked..
pussy being pass the point of wet..
she released that which was warm sweet smelling thick and oh the taste..
to he something so sweet means something so right
he placed her wrists in cuffs on the end of his bed
whipped her with spite till she begged and bled
i need you inside me Master.. dont make me wait any longer.. you can search but you will find none that wants you more than i do.. nor any that can endure the pleasuresome pain you inflict.. i am going nowhere.. ravage me you beast.. fuck me hard Master.. any and everywhere..
..that night he did
8^/ RedHot Pepperssss .
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