A porcelain beauty,
Dressed for display,
Tonight we shall play,
And you will obey,
As I turn the key and wind you up,
Can you see how much fun this will be,
As the curtain is drawn,
I lay you down upon a bed of nails,
Working your body with a leather strap,
Till I hear your soft cries of pleasure,
Will you dance for me now,
As you have never danced before,
And no other but me,
As I bind you your wrist to the hook,
And slowly raise you up off the bed of nails,
As I slowly work my way up,
With soft gentle kisses,
And tantalizing bites,
As I part your moist wet lips,
With a cold metal rod,
Now it is time for you to dance for me,
As I bring the paddle across your bare checks,
With each cry and moan,
You feel your inner folds spark with electricity,
As I step back and watch you dance,
To your own sounds of pleasure,
Knowing that with each moan and cry,
The electricity will flow,
Stimulating And Vibrating,
Pushing you till you explode,
As I remove the device & bring you back down,
With gentle hands,
And kisses of plenty,
My Porcelain beauty,
You have pleased me well tonight.
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