Her bed with stilettos of moonlight
I am her victim
I struggle
Tied in silk desire
Crushed by the tide of blood purple
Her corset crashes into my dreams
Her black whip scorches my soul
Thighs like fire
Cruelty with a pedicure
Wet steeds of red fingernails
She speaks of a paradise beneath
Have you ever desired someone evil?
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