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Pegged for His Sins
(Scarlett Steele)

Gently, I am playing with the dildo of my fierce strap-on while I think about you. I think about you all the time. I think about me, with my strap-on, entering from your behind slowly at first, relinquishing every force that I exert and savoring every sound that you make up until my dildo has fully entered into you. I will move slowly forward...then pulling myself out from you...slowly...I will thrust gradually faster...until I pound on you faster until you cry for pain, but I will not stop because, you will ask for it. I shall go on until my body says that I should stop...until I forget about the existence of other things but you. I'd do it faster until I get drained. It is exhausting, I know, but looking at your helpless body lying next to me will be such a rewarding sight. I want you defenseless because your feeble self will feed me. I want to be fed only by your suffering. Your wails, cries, and whimper, I will savor every inch of these and your misery. It might be redemption for other people, but I don't really care...all I care is that you will suffer because of me. 



Striking my hard dildo pretty slowly waiting for my strap-on to finally penetrate you is all what I can think of right now. At the moment, seeing myself with this thing gives me satisfaction. You just don't know how I am dying to get in you with this thing. Will this be your first time? I don't really care. What I care is that I want to fuck you. My strap-on, a symbol of power of domination, is my prized possession. I can't wait for the day that this will enslave you and will scar you for life. In the meantime, I will just enjoy my count down until I'll have you under me and I'll be inside you physically and psychologically. In one... two... and three...