Skin

You are so lost, not knowing where you are, but in turn enchanted and ecstatic full of an innocent but perverse mind which I urge you to treat as my toy. You are prostrate before my feet waiting for me to start playing with your finest body. You were a model lady of the others, beautiful and intellectual highlighting in the most complicated tasks but nobody imagined what that decent person hid, what were you playing?

You managed to take my attention from the first day we met, but I knew that I would never become anything more than a classmate; however, I end up being the lucky one to treat you as a burden, begging me to continue becoming the sadist of your most impure longings. You cry out for me to treat you like someone else, maybe you have fallen into dementia or you can not repress those feelings that you feel towards me, that being the only way to prove to me that you are faithful to me.

We only had one appointment, a few drinks and a hotel to rest, I just wanted one night and try the ambrosia I had on that night; nevertheless, it was like a drug from the first time, I became addicted to your lips, to your caresses, the fluids and how good it makes me feel inside, falling completely into an obsession to desecrate you when my instincts took part of me. . I am that predator who does not hesitate to show his fangs before a lady and without any uncertainty to give you the worst deals to make you feel the same Nirvana to your masochistic desires.

Your honesty was what I loved to tell me so much that with emotion you expected to receive all my love, falling both in something where there is no turning back and you have become my finest drug, in that toy from which I could never get bored and go the more there are limits of love imposed by the people who divide that is right or wrong, we are so lost in a hell of lust, challenging God and showing the devil that we can become so perverse, even so we are toxic to people , those same who criticize our love, will never come to feel what you and I have.