It’s not the restraints that make you helpless, what makes you so utterly helpless is just how much your tender flower craves the softness of my warm, slippery tongue.
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"When you are pulling against the restraints… when your back is arched and your hips are writhing… when your mouth is open in a silent scream of tortured rapture… you will know that my work has begun."