sting
of leather on flesh
the sound
cumulating
in a rush
of pleasure and pain
the sweet pleasure of pain
searing bite
of slender crop
‘cross tender cheeks
hastening
flow of wicked desires
the bittersweet taste of wicked desires
scorpion sting
of biting tip
nipping
mounds with hardened peaks
scorching
dark passions, boiling blood
the sweet hot flow of dark passions
bite
of supple hide
on moistened lips
the burn
piercing
deep into dark pleasures
the pungent sweet kiss of dark pleasures
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