Tag: Freedom
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Serving Her.
Her, he was created to serve Her, Her soft skin, the way Se allowed him to touch Her feet, he felt the pleasure in making Her happy. Her hands grabbing his hair and pulling it back so She could bite his neck and leave marks to show the world he was Her’s made him hard,…
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Chained or Free
At the bottom of the garden under a beautiful tree sits a fairly. She looks like porcelain with whispy brown wings, her head bowed and her hair falling over her face. On her lap is a book of spells open, but she’s not looking at them, she’s lost in thought. A thin silver chain is…