Crimson lips part as i tell you all about my adventures with a stranger. you kneel in the corner, locked, leaking, watching your deepest fear glow to life across my collarbone. every moan, every thrust is branded into your memory, while my velvet voice purrs reminders that obedience and inferiority taste the same. beg all you want the only thing getting between these thighs tonight is everything you’ll never be.