The dungeon

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The room was almost completely dark. The only flickering lights were those of the two-branched candelabra fixed to the walls. It must have been a starry night, or so, she imagined. The only thing she could see besides the cold walls was the elegant mullioned window in front of her, which offered her a small glimpse of the night sky in which a beautiful full moon stood out majestically and milky. A gust of light wind swirled around her, caressing her naked body and hot sex. She knew to be part of a lustful spectacle: her  curves made taut for the chains, her legs spread open in anticipation of pleasure, her moans reverberating through the room. That image of herself made her nipples swell and the clitoris began to tingle. The pressing need to relieve the pain of pleasure made her give a tug at the chains that imprisoned her wrists. Another pull that only managed to produce more clang. The chains were firmer than ever, and the leather straps weren't going to let her loose. Her whole body was burning and her pelvis arched wet and ready to be taken. The yearning was almost too much to bare...

"Dirty little girl..." a sensual rasping voice boomed in her ears. Her heart skipped a beat.  How long had he been there? And how come she didn't hear him coming at her? His breath on her neck took her again on the edge and the chains started to clatter again. He then stood before her and she took him in: he was staring at her, arms crossed on his naked chest and an amused expression on his face, his magnificently big erection still concealed under the fabric of his pants. The haze she was in didn't let her see anything more, her eyes closed and her tongue flicked between her parted lips, ready so savor him. The clitoris sent her another spasm of lust and without realizing her pelvis begin to swung giving him a nice view of her wet sex.

"You really are a bad girl and you deserve to be punished." he said smoothly, putting a lot of emphasis on the last word. His darken eyes were all that she could see in that moment: a predator enticing his prey with no intention of letting it slip away. He took her buttocks in his hands, squeezing her closer and began to rub his hardness between her wet folds until...

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