For those immersed in the darkness
Come to Me, My Sweet
Come to me my sweet; allow me to lavish upon you the affection that I am dying to bestow. I want nothing more than to please you, to set your skin aflame with the passion kindling within me. It has been so long, too terribly long, and I only wish to experience the wondrous pleasures that a man like you can grant me. I have been so lonely, my flesh aching to feel the loving touch of a man such as you. Do not fear, do not worry, I merely want to feel you inside of me, feel your lips caressing my skin, your hands exploring my body. I ask for nothing in return…nothing much…
Come to me my sweet, my naked body lies before you eagerly awaiting your touch. Come to me. Take from me what you wish. I am yours and yours alone. Willingly I concede to you all of the pleasures that my body can confer. I await your command. You merely need to whisper what it is that you wish of me and it will be granted. My only goal is to provide you with the ecstasy that you seek. If you choose to proceed (no, you cannot deny me) you will look back upon this day as the most fulfilling, the most satisfying you ever experienced in your all too short lifespan.
Come to me my sweet, time advances too quickly for us to capture. We must gratefully experience each fleeting moment to its delicious culmination before it flitters out of our pitiful grasp. I would adore nothing more than to spend eternity in your arms but eternity belongs to the gods alone and not to mere mortals such as us. Thus we must seize that which we have available to us, which is only that which we are able to take pleasure in at this moment in time. What it is that I have to offer you, however, greatly eclipses the eternity that the gods are allowed. No god in the heavens above or the dark depths below can grant you the bliss contained within my luscious flesh.
Come to me my sweet, taste the ambrosia of the gods. Allow your tongue to savor the sumptuous gratification reserved for the immortals. Nothing on this earth can compare to me. Once you sample my delicacies you will fall to your knees before me begging for more. You will promise me the moon, the stars, and the planets; you will offer to serve me each lingering moment of your life if only I would continue to allow you to feast upon my greatness.
Come to me my sweet, I welcome you, I receive you as the black widow affectionately embraces her mate. After our bodies cease to shudder I will devour you eagerly without remorse, imbuing your life’s essence, tasting your sweet flesh. Once I have consumed you completely I will smirk with satisfaction as I lick your blood from my fangs and lovingly prepare my nest for my next witless victim.
Come to me my sweet…
Come to me my sweet, my naked body lies before you eagerly awaiting your touch. Come to me. Take from me what you wish. I am yours and yours alone. Willingly I concede to you all of the pleasures that my body can confer. I await your command. You merely need to whisper what it is that you wish of me and it will be granted. My only goal is to provide you with the ecstasy that you seek. If you choose to proceed (no, you cannot deny me) you will look back upon this day as the most fulfilling, the most satisfying you ever experienced in your all too short lifespan.
Come to me my sweet, time advances too quickly for us to capture. We must gratefully experience each fleeting moment to its delicious culmination before it flitters out of our pitiful grasp. I would adore nothing more than to spend eternity in your arms but eternity belongs to the gods alone and not to mere mortals such as us. Thus we must seize that which we have available to us, which is only that which we are able to take pleasure in at this moment in time. What it is that I have to offer you, however, greatly eclipses the eternity that the gods are allowed. No god in the heavens above or the dark depths below can grant you the bliss contained within my luscious flesh.
Come to me my sweet, taste the ambrosia of the gods. Allow your tongue to savor the sumptuous gratification reserved for the immortals. Nothing on this earth can compare to me. Once you sample my delicacies you will fall to your knees before me begging for more. You will promise me the moon, the stars, and the planets; you will offer to serve me each lingering moment of your life if only I would continue to allow you to feast upon my greatness.
Come to me my sweet, I welcome you, I receive you as the black widow affectionately embraces her mate. After our bodies cease to shudder I will devour you eagerly without remorse, imbuing your life’s essence, tasting your sweet flesh. Once I have consumed you completely I will smirk with satisfaction as I lick your blood from my fangs and lovingly prepare my nest for my next witless victim.
Come to me my sweet…
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