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January 5, 2005
My Sweet Pet
How patient you have been!
I'm sorry if it felt like I was testing you. I wasn't.
Sometimes I get caught up in the beauty of your struggle. Your desire to be perfect. Your desire to please. How powerfully it affects you.
Every bit as much as I admire the curve of your neck as you kneel, waiting.
Come to me.
Slowly.
[+] Posted by Sinner, who was transgressing at the time (January 5, 2005 2:42 AM) by speaking evil. [+]
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