the moon shining off of her pale pristine body outlining her perfect figure the corset pushing in her imperfection she must be perfect her own hands pulling the bondage tight she must not free her natural shape her false ugliness might show through her black hair falling around her glowing white neck shining from the… Continue reading A Self Conscious Beauty
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My Fantasy
I was home alone. My parents left on some lame sailing trip, so I got the house all to my self for the weekend. Oh joy. Asleep on the couch, I felt a hand caressing my face and I bolted strait up and grabbed my knife that I always sleep with. But there was no… Continue reading My Fantasy