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Morgan’s Willing Vow ♾
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I. The Prelude: The Call of the Fiend
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In the quiet before the storm, where shadows breathe,
I feel you—a bird of passage, fleeting, yet tethered to me.
Your wings, delicate yet daring, brush against my soul,
A whisper of surrender, a promise to be whole.
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I do not know why you came, nor why you stay,
But every day, I grow accustomed to your way.
Your laughter, a melody; your silence, a hymn,
Together, we invent the adventure that begins within.
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This weekend, my little girl, is ours to claim,
A tapestry of trust, woven in fire and flame.
I will fill your life, as you have filled mine,
With every gasp, every sigh, every boundary you define.
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II. The Setting: A Sanctuary of Shadows
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The room is dim, lit by the flicker of candlelight,
A sanctuary where darkness and desire unite.
The air is thick with the scent of leather and lace,
A sacred space where power and grace embrace.
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Here, the walls hold no judgment, no ***, no shame,
Only the echoes of our hearts, calling each other’s name.
The bed, a throne; the ropes, a ***ter’s thread,
To craft a masterpiece of passion, where souls are fed.
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You kneel before me, a vision of surrender,
Your eyes, a mirror of trust, tender yet tender.
I see the hunger in your gaze, the fire in your core,
A little girl, yet a woman, craving so much more.
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III. The Dance: A Waltz of Power and Surrender
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We move in rhythm, a waltz of control and release,
Each step a testament to the bond that will not cease.
My hands, firm yet gentle, trace the curves of your spine,
A map of desire, where every touch is divine.
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Your breath quickens, a symphony of anticipation,
As I guide you deeper into this sacred sensation.
The ropes bind, not to confine, but to set free,
A paradox of power, where you find your liberty.
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I command, and you obey, not out of ***, but trust,
A dance of dominance and submission, raw and robust.
Your moans, a melody; your whimpers, a plea,
Each sound a testament to the depth of our unity.
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IV. The Depths: Head, Heart, Guts, and Genitals
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I want you—not just your body, but your HHGG,
A tapestry of sensations, where every thread connects.
Your head, a garden of thoughts, ripe for my plunder,
I will water your mind, till it bursts with wonder.
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Your heart, a fragile vessel, yet fiercely strong,
I will guard it, cherish it, where it belongs.
Your guts, the fire that fuels your every desire,
I will stoke it, till it roars like a wildfire.
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And your genitals, the altar of your deepest need,
I will worship them, till you tremble and plead.
For in this dynamic, every part of you is mine,
A symphony of surrender, where our souls intertwine.
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V. The Aftermath: A Blues of Intimacy
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When the scene fades, and the candles burn low,
We lie entwined, in the afterglow.
Your head on my chest, your heart beating in time,
A blues of intimacy, where every note is sublime.
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The silence is not empty, but filled with our truth,
A testament to the bond forged in our youth.
For in this dynamic, we are more than just two,
We are a universe, vast and endlessly new.
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I long for you, not just today, but forever,
A desire that time nor distance can sever.
For you are my little girl, my cherub, my muse,
A flame that burns eternal, a feeling I cannot lose.
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VI. The Epilogue: A Promise Unbroken
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You may leave, as birds of passage often do,
But know this, my little girl, I will always find you.
In the night, I will search for the sound of your voice,
And in your open hands, I will always rejoice.
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For you are mine, as I am yours, in every way,
A bond that transcends the night and the day.
Today, I want you; tomorrow, I will too,
A longing that is endless, as deep as it is true.
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So come, my cherub, let us dance once more,
In this waltz of desire, where hearts soar.
For in this dynamic, we are forever entwined,
A Fiend and his little girl, in a feeling undefined.
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🎩  By: OsPando ✍️
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😇 Be Nice And Play Nasty 😈
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1 hour ago, Emma9669 said:

Have a great weekend Os. 🪷

Weekend?
Thank you, it is just Monday, but thank you in advance.

This post, Sir 🙏👑🙏
Do you not see where it says, "This weekend, my little girl, is ours to claim,"
You look forward to your weekend,
With your little girl,
Enjoy, Sir! 👿

17 minutes ago, Emma9669 said:

This post, Sir 🙏👑🙏
Do you not see where it says, "This weekend, my little girl, is ours to claim,"
You look forward to your weekend,
With your little girl,
Enjoy, Sir! 👿

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Beautifully written, as always, Sir. Kudos to you and your muse.

5 hours ago, sinfulsub said:

Beautifully written, as always, Sir. Kudos to you and your muse.

Thank you, the title for today's scratch is "Turning Our Ashes Into Fire."

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