How do I love my loves
I love slapping my slaves firthy cunt in the graveyard while she strains to hold her legs open and then fucking her little twat on a marble memorial bench while the ghosts of catholic child molesters look on.
I love fucking and caning her while Marlene gropes and kisses her and then gets fucked herself after her ass is paddled and welted.
I love the girl whose puffy nipples I pinched and abused on the half moon of a childs playground late at night while she twisted and cried for me to stop and yet never ran away despite being honestly able if ever she was so inclined.
I love the girl who would remain a virgin till her wedding night, whose big tits I slapped when I was young just to see her face, I love her for suffering in that moment and hating me so. I do hope her wedding turned out like I dreamed.
I love my first girlfriend who told me about the female classmate of ours who held her down and pulled up her top to claw and slap her tits because she kissed her boyfriend in days past. How I loved the image her tearful tale left.
I love the girls who get wet when I abuse them, cumming from the degradation and the suffering in a squirming spasming orgasm of lewd self loathing.
August 7th, 2008 by Alebeard | No Comments »








