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goon2yu

After the blindfold is placed, interested Dom (or sub) seductively whispering your prose back to you. (que le jeu commence)

You really draw the reader in with the weight of silence—how it’s filled not with noise, but with anticipation. But what about the sound? The deliberate click of his shoes on the floor as he circles, each step a countdown. That rhythm—slow, controlled—like a metronome for your nerves. Have you ever written about that?
I am a benevolent daddy who loves to give his good girl praise but some of this I think I could incorporate.
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