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Clutching tightly as if it is your only link to the world around you, your anchor against being swept away.

Clutching tightly as if it is your only link to the world around you, your anchor against being swept away.

The future and the past all feel like a dreary haze, a liquid entity that would merely slip through her fingers, the only solidity is in the present… the longing, the torment, the unendurable present that consumes her. Occasionally the instances that

The future and the past all feel like a dreary haze, a liquid entity that would merely slip through her fingers, the only solidity is in the present… the longing, the torment, the unendurable present that consumes her. Occasionally the instances that

Naked, defenceless, teased to a frenzy… succumb to the sweet surrender. Content created by PleasureTorture Image source - Surrender of O

Naked, defenceless, teased to a frenzy… succumb to the sweet surrender. Content created by PleasureTorture Image source - Surrender of O

At your most helpless… your desires run free. Content created by PleasureTorture Image source - X-Art

At your most helpless… your desires run free. Content created by PleasureTorture Image source - X-Art

I love the way your fingers clench when you get just a little too sensitive, when it gets a little too much to take. Content created by PleasureTorture Image source - Surrender of O

I love the way your fingers clench when you get just a little too sensitive, when it gets a little too much to take. Content created by PleasureTorture Image source - Surrender of O

Dominating you with words alone; a phone call that makes hours feel like minutes. The familiarity of your own touch with the commanding presence of another person sets you on fire. You slide your fingertips along your body imagining they were his, listeni

Dominating you with words alone; a phone call that makes hours feel like minutes. The familiarity of your own touch with the commanding presence of another person sets you on fire. You slide your fingertips along your body imagining they were his, listeni

She lies there, hoping and praying that tonight will be any different, yet it is always the same. It didn't’ matter how long the sensations punished her body, how many days or weeks, all that mattered to her was whether tonight would be the night that

She lies there, hoping and praying that tonight will be any different, yet it is always the same. It didn't’ matter how long the sensations punished her body, how many days or weeks, all that mattered to her was whether tonight would be the night that

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