Pain Junkies

Where Slave Girls Come To Cry

My caged slave girl

Written By: Editor - Mar• 10•08

I can feel her limbs shaking as I approach the cage. She knows she’s totally in my power. And I can do anything I control her like a master controls a slave. But I know she’s addicted to pleasure from me. Just look how she enjoys when my cold fingers and then cold steel in my hands touch her intimacy. She groans as I penetrate her, and she can only imagine how many tools are left in my arsenal, waiting for her.

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