Cold Floor. Hot Mess.
What a desperate, instinct-driven creature you are! Locked in this cycle of suffering, leaking, begging, and polishing cold floors with bruised knees.
Desire = chains.
This piece will eroticise your shame, turning it into something arousing and inescapable.
“Crawl
Crawl like a pup On all fours
Bark
Bark begging for a bone
From your Master”
Your deepest, most intense desires — especially sexual craving and submission — will inevitably enslave and control you. What a desperate, instinct-driven creature you are! Locked in this cycle of suffering, leaking, begging, and polishing cold floors with bruised knees. Desire = chains. This...
What a desperate, instinct-driven creature you are! Locked in this cycle of suffering, leaking, begging, and polishing cold floors with bruised knees.
Desire = chains.
This piece will eroticise your shame, turning it into something arousing and inescapable.
“Crawl
Crawl like a pup On all fours
Bark
Bark begging for a bone
From your Master”
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