twisted into a parody of hr geiger’s nightmare, sexual and dripping malice in scream inducing frozen moments of pleasure and pain
my flesh crawls as the muscles in my legs cramp in time to the fight or flight gag reflex that consumes me in this overbearing silence
veins stand against too thin skin like worms or other sundry phallic visions of desire and need seek to explode into this landscape of fear
adrenaline spikes driven into pinprick pupils, rapturous moans as the sheets of egyptian cotton are tangled in writhing limbs
equal parts torture and triumph course throughout, an expulsion, explosion of divine torment, left shaking and heaving in a pile
fingers grasping as flesh is torn asunder beneath perfectly manicured implements of scorn and desire, stripped of definition
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Now I have phallic visions and I’m in the library with some eleven and twelve year olds 😢 this whole experience I blame you for
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My apologies EC. I’ll schedule it for better next time. The next phallic post will be later at night
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Bravo!
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thank you bloky bloke
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You are welcome 132 😉
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hahahaha
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phew, very tactile and intense! bravo.
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thank you. it means a lot coming from you.
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