Stockholm Syndrome (Mature Content)
Pain will be felt. Pleasure will be given. Sex is a commitment. Lust is now a foundation of a relationship. Moans are whispers of inner demons. And the sadist wins all the time.
Pain will be felt. Pleasure will be given. Sex is a commitment. Lust is now a foundation of a relationship. Moans are whispers of inner demons. And the sadist wins all the time.
There I was, falling instantly to a beautiful stranger. I had to steal a vehicle and be chased by cops, just to see her smile and to be able to meet her. I know, it's a bit stupid. But all I know is that I can't let a one in a million chance like this slip away. At the end of the day, I can finally get to know her and...
I like kissing new students whose as good as that of an angel before this school turns them into evil spawns.
I am a spy and I fell for my subject. Now tell me, should I lose the badge or lose the clothes?
"I saw her redflags, but they were all heart-shaped." Been there, done that. These girls, they all cheated on me. And now, they all want me back.