1 year ago. March 10, 2023 at 4:10 AM
The concrete is rough and unfinished, a thousand little needles pushing into soft and welcoming flesh. Strands of the finest silk enwrap limbs in a grip of iron. Fatigued limbs trembling with the effort not to release their burden onto a support presses sharply into her most intimate folds. Buzzing fills the air as our ragged breathing thunders and yet all is silent between us. A thousand distractions call for her attention but there is only one thing in her mind. Her eyes follow the arm already feeling the leather tails.
It is the hardest blow but my softest kiss.
