Please

I love hurting you. I love it when your teeth clench, your eyebrows pull together, and your whole body tenses but most of all, I love that look in your eyes.

You keep repeating "please please please". Finally, I ask "please what? Please stop, please more?" All you can do us answer breathily "I don't know" and I laugh at you and pull off a clamp.

Delicious.

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