His darkness consumed her, every moment of the day. But when he was present with her, and under his sway, she became bound in her body. Her mind was perversely aroused by his powerful and primal usage of her physical embodiment.
Her arms were stretched behind her, bound in leather cuffs. Her head, tied back beyond comfort and the collar that adorned her neck marked her as his.
Her nipples, raw, from his teeth, her butt red. Yet the pain heightened her need for him. She was a simmering vessel of edged ecstasy
Ready to blow, but can’t
