понедельник, 28 апреля 2025 г.

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1. "I didn't want her to surrender—I wanted her to beg, to crawl, to give herself over to me piece by piece, until she was nothing but my will made flesh." 2. "Her body was mine to conquer, to twist beneath my hands until she lost her voice and became nothing but the echo of my need." 3. "I didn't care how much she cried or how much she fought. Her body was a battlefield, and I was the one determined to claim every inch of it, to leave my mark until she couldn't remember who she was without me." 4. "She was nothing but a canvas for my hunger, her skin an open invitation to tear, to mark, to consume. I didn't need her to love me—I needed her to want me, to be mine in every way possible." 5. "I didn’t want tenderness. I didn’t want care. I wanted to tear through her like a storm, to make her beg for more and make her fear that I might just destroy her in the process." 6. "Her mouth was mine, her body was mine—every inch of her belonged to me, and I would take it, break it, and reshape it into what I needed her to be." 7. "Her breath was ragged, her hands gripping me like she was afraid of drowning. I let her drown, let her lose herself in the pull of my desire, until she was nothing but an extension of my hunger." 8. "I took her without hesitation, without care, and left her trembling beneath me. Her body was no longer her own—it was an instrument of my pleasure, and she knew it." 9. "I wanted to see her break, to see her shatter beneath the weight of my touch. I wanted her to surrender everything—her thoughts, her fears, her voice—until she was nothing but the physical manifestation of my need." 10. "Her skin was soft, but her soul was mine to destroy. I took her to the edge of madness, and she followed me willingly, her body collapsing under the weight of my domination."

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