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All Hallowed E'en
How many's the wrists bound fast tonight? How many's the nipples tortured in desire? How many's the back lais bare tonight? How many's the lashes that cut through the air? How many's the red cut marks and dancing flinches of flesh? How manys the moans and choked backed screams? And in my eyes my Mistress sees the answer there is Yes...
To Miss Raven
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