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Waiting For The Master

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Oh yeah!!!! There could be a neat little horror-erotic story with #2. Poor girl taken right off the street and hung up in a deserted warehouse to await....eeeek! Keeping her fully dressed (for now) adds to the eroticism!:D

Or maybe it's consensual and part of some erotic role playing. Whatever, a highly sexually charged image.:D

I think keeping her dressed and guessing in that deserted warehouse is part of the psychological terror. Let her wonder for a while...before the real horror begins.
 
I'm finding these images wonderfully erotic! I try to imagine how long these girls have to wait in their vulnerable and highly uncomfortable positions. How do they stay composed? I'm sure their master would be highly displeased to find them all weepy and agitated when he showed up. The waiting must be very taxing, even tortuous, for these girls. How do they manage to be presentable after waiting hours, maybe...?

Roxie, to all these questions you raised, just have an answer.

They are Slavegirls!

No need to explain anything else.

Top-Cat
 
Roxie, to all these questions you raised, just have an answer.

They are Slavegirls!

No need to explain anything else.

Top-Cat
exactly, TC -

from 'My Master Likes'
http://www.cruxforums.com/xf/threads/my-master-likes-by-eulalia-and-ascanio.3282/#post-93624

He likes
me to kneel
in the spider-haunt cellar,
his sub on the stone floor,
shackled arms raised, expectant.

He likes
me made captive there,
chained to the ring
on the damp cellar wall,
coarse, cold, chafing bare skin.

He likes
me as he leaves me,
in the cold pool of light
from the cobwebby window
high on the grey wall.

He likes
me to wait,
trussed and ready for my fate,
while he eats
the supper I’ve made him.

He likes
me in darkness,
startled by spiders,
scared, while he’s viewing
sadistic films.

He likes
me there lonely,
while he sleeps,
in silence, just hearing
my heart beat the night-hours.

He likes
me tense, trembling
when he wakes up early,
hearing his footsteps,
his key in the door.​
 
exactly, TC -

from 'My Master Likes'
http://www.cruxforums.com/xf/threads/my-master-likes-by-eulalia-and-ascanio.3282/#post-93624

He likes
me to kneel
in the spider-haunt cellar,
his sub on the stone floor,
shackled arms raised, expectant.

He likes
me made captive there,
chained to the ring
on the damp cellar wall,
coarse, cold, chafing bare skin.

He likes
me as he leaves me,
in the cold pool of light
from the cobwebby window
high on the grey wall.

He likes
me to wait,
trussed and ready for my fate,
while he eats
the supper I’ve made him.

He likes
me in darkness,
startled by spiders,
scared, while he’s viewing
sadistic films.

He likes
me there lonely,
while he sleeps,
in silence, just hearing
my heart beat the night-hours.

He likes
me tense, trembling
when he wakes up early,
hearing his footsteps,
his key in the door.​

The qualities of this Slavegirl, never end!

Top-Cat
 
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