Dirty Wings
Normally demure, yet always in control. She carried herself as a genteel lady. However, that was simply one side of herself. The side she allowed the world to lay eyes upon. Deep inside thrived a beast, rarely fed. It's hunger growing with each rising of a new moon.
The wanting, the needing to be dominated. An even grander need to find the one who harbored no judgment, yet shared her kink. Would she find her kindred soul, seeking to satisfy a shared appetite? The Yang to her sexual Yin.
Her desire to be bounded and used to fulfill his deviant, fantasies. Increasing the pulsation in her most intimate places. The desire to relinquish control in order to be controlled, so intoxicating.
The demure, genteel lady with a dark side. An angel flying with dirty wings.
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