The struggle I’d put up had been nothing compared to the strength of the males that had brought me in. Mirrors covered the ceiling and walls, giving me a perfect view of my prostrated form from every angle. I was no match for the demonic shackles that bound me to the bed. Under me lay… Continue reading Karma’s Violation
Author: EternalWanderer
The black of my soul matches with the velvet darkness, the beauty in my words reflects the midnight sun. Trapped in a prison of flesh I am but one day I'll escape, when the world ends, then finally I will get my rest, finally to sleep. But for now I am weary, and I must share my pain. Such pain, but how golden and beautiful that pain is.