17 March 2026 - BDSMforyou

For my personal slave

For my personal slave There he lies at my feetmy little slave,as if he’s lived there for yearsFallen from the

TPE Ships left behindwhere he can no longer find themat her mercy, guided by her imaginationas his compass, tethered to

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The bull Hear the sound of my bullas it whizzes along its pathand ends with the soundof sizzling passion Hear

You are completely… mine! He is searching for himself, for his other self,to make him whole.He sees himself reflected in

Among the undergrowth Searching among the undergrowthshe makes her own waythrough intertwined branchesHer breath sends a mist drifting downover the

Like a whisper There he sat, humbly kneelinghis blue eyes betrayed fearand a visible sorrowleft his eyes, without tearsThe tears