Spreading the Disease

Beg, Sweat and Bleed

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1990

Tell me...

You like it when I beg?

You like me on my knees, at your mercy.

Or do you prefer my body under yours, the way my skin feels when you scratch your nails over my chest again and again. That soft hiss I make when you smear my own blood over my lips...

I'm craving you again, wondering where you are. The marks from our last encounter are still healing, and I want more.

I hear keys rattling and the door opens, and you enter quickly. Your clothes fall to the floor as you approach me. Your gloved hands grab my shoulders and pin me to the bed. Teeth sink into the flesh of my neck, your fingers tweak my nipples hard enough to make me gasp. You pull my legs open and push inside me. Even in the dim light I can see you smirk.

With a shaking finger, I trace the tattoo on your chest as you pound into me. You slap my hand away and bring your lips to my chest, kissing slowly.

You smell different tonight, a familiar scent. Sweet, delicious, like candy. Your lips close over a nipple, sucking slowly. I bury my nose in your hair, inhaling the sweet scent some more.

I whimper softly as you sink your teeth into my flesh, I know I'm bleeding...god bite me harder Taiji...harder please!!

Hit me, beat me, scratch me, fuck me till I'm broken and bleeding...you're the one who knows how I like it.