Go on, fucking hurt me, bury your fingers in my flesh, hold me down. Tighten your grip on me as I struggle beneath you. Do not let me go. Leave a trail of your strength on my skin. Tear me apart, rip at me, burn your fingerprints into my body. I crave those bruises, dark and angry, spreading across my pale white skin, tender and sore to the touch, every bump and jolt a reminder of your power. A reminder of what I am. Don’t hold back, ignore my cries, mark me…..
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