Monday, 14 May 2012

His hair captured the golden glow of morning sun as she awake from her slumber. The fire of her warmth in his eyes of darkest blue ,sparkling as if they reflected her brilliance. His smile alone could subdue the wildest of animals, but his voice could bewitch any living creature. His face could've been carved by Michelangelo, his exquisite features sculptured by the gods them selves. But his greatest features are the heart and soul of a hero and gentleman. The size of his manhood or the fact that he is my sissy little slave only make me more attracted to him. The fact that I can bring a man of such moral strength to his knees begging me to chastise him and hurt his cock is the biggest turn on of all. This man, one of the most gentile and beautiful people I have ever known kneels before me knowing that although we are equals I still have power over him. He longs to have me lock his manhood away. B

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