cold tears crawling down my face  

sexyasianangel70 38F
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6/2/2006 4:58 am
cold tears crawling down my face

Dressed in bright red fetish rubber, Crimson Succubus stood within Lord Turin’s megaron. As the hours passed, Turin watched as the demon beguiled courtiers, bringing out in each his or her deepest feelings of thralldom.

"You touch the weak," spoke Turin at last. "Each courtier yearns for servitude, but we, the usurpers, are immune to your charms."

Succubus grinned. "Come, lord, and show everyone this."

Lord Turin approached.

"Stand on my right, so all may see."

He did.

"Perhaps clasping your hands would emphasize your resolve."

And so he did.

"Your will alone, sire."

And so Turin crumbled as well.

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