The Lion's Den

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susansnow
susansnow
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I've seen things. German and black things. Brutes and fuhrer lips and tongue passive dead faces and smirks of pity but brief fast freedom. Legs pocked with spider veins a slight turn of the head stockings to here (ugh) clamped tight tits for days surely someone's mother or locked in the attic of assisted living dons the same bits only now weathered. Thoughts cyclical of cocks and cunts diseases cured or not then blindness. Persistent cough and diarrhea. Amputations and sneezes.

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susansnowsusansnowover 9 years agoAuthor
Thanks Trix!

Your feedback and comments are always appreciated.

TrixareforkidsTrixareforkidsover 9 years ago
Wicked good imagery

Disturbingly good. I do so love these little tableaux you lay before us.

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