Soft Ropes and Black Leather

 Soft ropes and black leather

Looping, cinching

Tugging ever-so-taut around willing and fragile wrists

She lies still, immersed in his carnal exploration

While the smell of well-oiled leather tickles her senses

Like a powerful aphrodisiac

Her proffered acquiescence becomes exhilarating, titillating

Levitating between two vivdly colorful dimensions:

One of constraint

One of liberation

The sensations culminating into unparalleled, explosive energy

As the essence of her lover’s sinful intentions fills her to the very core…

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©2011 Enchanted Zaftig

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