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Who wouldnand't want a good girl, a soft hand, a gentle woman for a gentleman? he said, andquot;itand's been fine so far but after a while i want more than a soft style. i want some slashes to go with those long eyelashes.andquot; and so the bedroom became the black room but a year later he wanted something more, something i wasnand't quite prepared for. he said, andquot;every woman has an itch and every nice girl secretly wants to switch.andquot; i like how the skins look on your white hands. iand'd like you to deliver one of my demands.andquot; he said, andquot;every woman has an itch and every nice girl wants to switch.andquot; he led me in and lit the room with a hundred candles and said andquot;god never gives you more than you can handle.andquot; i sat astride his chest, andquot;itand's just a thrill,andquot; he said, as he relaxed on the dark, dark bed, andquot;itand's just breath control.andquot; he whispered andquot;hold me hereandquot; and i did and his head fell back. he whispered andquot;press harderandquot; and i did and his eyes rolled back. itand's just breath control. just breath control. i saw him go pale. i saw him seize up, i felt something creep up like a taste for this. like a reward. a kind of love, a kind of lustmord. it was a minute then three then five then ten, he wasnand't coming up again. i held on for twelve. i saw him seize and thrash and twist and when he was still, i lifted away my wrists and looked at my hands and tried to understand. andquot;itand's just a thrillandquot; i said as he relaxed on the dark, dark bed. i sat aside his chest, andquot;itand's just a thrill,andquot; he said, andquot;just a thrill. itand's just breath control. control, control, itand's just breath control, control, control. when it was over, i slipped off the skins and drowned them in the river where we used to swim and a year later in a shop, i was stopped by a man. he said, andquot;i know youand're looking for something thatand's hard to find and i think i have what you have in mind.andquot; and he led me to a glass case and looked deep into my face... andquot;itand's just control.andquot;
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Breath control
Breath control
Who wouldnand't want a good girl, a soft hand, a gentle woman for a gentleman? he said, andquot;itand's been fine so far but after a while i want more than a soft style. i want some slashes to go with those long eyelashes.andquot; and so the bedroom became the black room but a year later he wanted something more, something i wasnand't quite prepared for. he said, andquot;every woman has an itch and every nice girl secretly wants to switch.andquot; i like how the skins look on your white hands. iand'd like you to deliver one of my demands.andquot; he said, andquot;every woman has an itch and every nice girl wants to switch.andquot; he led me in and lit the room with a hundred candles and said andquot;god never gives you more than you can handle.andquot; i sat astride his chest, andquot;itand's just a thrill,andquot; he said, as he relaxed on the dark, dark bed, andquot;itand's just breath control.andquot; he whispered andquot;hold me hereandquot; and i did and his head fell back. he whispered andquot;press harderandquot; and i did and his eyes rolled back. itand's just breath control. just breath control. i saw him go pale. i saw him seize up, i felt something creep up like a taste for this. like a reward. a kind of love, a kind of lustmord. it was a minute then three then five then ten, he wasnand't coming up again. i held on for twelve. i saw him seize and thrash and twist and when he was still, i lifted away my wrists and looked at my hands and tried to understand. andquot;itand's just a thrillandquot; i said as he relaxed on the dark, dark bed. i sat aside his chest, andquot;itand's just a thrill,andquot; he said, andquot;just a thrill. itand's just breath control. control, control, itand's just breath control, control, control. when it was over, i slipped off the skins and drowned them in the river where we used to swim and a year later in a shop, i was stopped by a man. he said, andquot;i know youand're looking for something thatand's hard to find and i think i have what you have in mind.andquot; and he led me to a glass case and looked deep into my face... andquot;itand's just control.andquot;
