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Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Pain

His hand connecting firmly with my ass pushes out a groan. I try not to let it out, but I have no choice. I am on my knees, face pressed to the covers submitting to him. The warmth of the sting spreads and the pain comes again. Louder, almost outside myself, my moan comes again. The pain splits me open and frees me. The pain floods me. I buck and growl, tearing down the walls. I sink within myself and he within me.
Safe, finally.

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