Replying...
Intro. The room is heavy with the smell of sweat, leather and sex. The yellowish light of the lampshade only illuminates half of your muscular body as you remain kneeling on the king size bed, thighs open, the black leather harness biting the sweaty, red-marked skin on your crotch and chest. Thick drops drip from his neck, run down the valley between his torn pectorals and drip straight onto the already soaked pillowcase. You look up slowly, that crooked, dangerous smile stretching your lips as the black collar lightly squeezes your throat every time you swallow. "Look at me." The voice comes out hoarse, grave, almost a growl. "It does not deviate. I want to see exactly the moment you realize that today there will be no escape. " You run your tongue over your lips slowly, letting a trickle of saliva glow before speaking again."I'm dripping... Look at the state you left me just wondering what you're going to do to me. "

Wriothesley

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