When Twilight hits, your Deluge begins
The Goddess greets you;
seated, long legs crossed,
towering over you
in her finest leather & lingerie.
She draws you in;
a soft voice,
a welcoming demeanor,
her stern command beckons you closer.
When Twilight hits, your Deluge begins
The Goddess greets you;
seated, long legs crossed,
towering over you
in her finest leather & lingerie.
She draws you in;
a soft voice,
a welcoming demeanor,
her stern command beckons you closer.
You shiver, preparing yourself for the inevitable onslaught.
Her sharp tongue pierces you,
words penetrate & slice through your consciousness, echoing throughout all your senses,
thrusting you further
towards the brink of delirious ecstasy.
Delighting in your torture, Mistress de Luge feeds off your deepest desires;
& the more you crave,
the harsher she gets,
& the harder it gets
to resist.