“Shall we get started, then?” Read 6834 times |
Rated 57.1 % |
(21 votes)
Vote list (Close) :
Cypriano
: NEGATIVE
Please rate this text:
It was perfectly healed from our last adventure, smooth and colorless like an almost-blank canvas. The magic of putting on a snug catsuit works wonders on my demeanor. He stood in shock as I descended the staircase, drool pooling at the corner of his mouth. With my actions completely obscured by the cross, I grabbed my basket full of sterilized needles and got to work. Even when I’m the butt of the joke. I’d felt the warm slickness as I’d worked, but ignored it like the distraction it was. It truly was art. Once I got started, though, all humor left me. Tonight would be delicious, yet simple, so long as my plaything was obedient. So I waited for his response.
