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Tall Tales
If you ask for secrets to be revealed, you must first belong to the teller of these stories and those secrets. She'll never tell you anything unless you surrender yourself to her.
But oh the tales she unfolds...she'll cup her mouth to your ear and whisper dirty secrets to you that will make you close your eyes and imagine all those things to be done to you.
She'll act out the stories, waving her hands in big circles just to prove a point. She'll soften her voice, hush her tones and would pause for drama. You can't help but be enthralled, be captivated, be a willing slave.
Then she'll ask you for your stories. She'll beg you to tell her your secrets and you will. She'll sit at your feet, eyes wide and innocent, looking up to you and hanging on to your every word - to your every breath - she's your personal captured audience.
You'll never know what hit you. You'll never know how it happened or when. Just when you've thought that you both own each other, you realize that she's your master and she owns you and will never let you go.
But oh the tales she unfolds...she'll cup her mouth to your ear and whisper dirty secrets to you that will make you close your eyes and imagine all those things to be done to you.
She'll act out the stories, waving her hands in big circles just to prove a point. She'll soften her voice, hush her tones and would pause for drama. You can't help but be enthralled, be captivated, be a willing slave.
Then she'll ask you for your stories. She'll beg you to tell her your secrets and you will. She'll sit at your feet, eyes wide and innocent, looking up to you and hanging on to your every word - to your every breath - she's your personal captured audience.
You'll never know what hit you. You'll never know how it happened or when. Just when you've thought that you both own each other, you realize that she's your master and she owns you and will never let you go.
