Devoured
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"I guess I always knew that they are broken. Tainted, broken, stained glass that i just want to wrap my hands around and bleed from.
I want to suffer from you. All of you.
Restrained, gagged, blindfolded ... a toy ready to be used, abused, fucked.
They will devour me. And that's all I ever wanted..."
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