Desolate Planet
09-15-2014, 05:08 PM
It was an overwhelming sensation of desolation - emptiness and otherworldly feeling of confusion. Confusion of who she was and who she was pretending to be. Though, perhaps this was her true self. A whore who fancied the thrill of new embraces. Marbled eyes would recognize the man's display of dominance and she, indeed, enjoyed being dominated. Body shifted, now standing, and facing her inamorato. Head would become parallel to the earth and she would snake toward the man. Eyes narrowed seductively and a captivating grin upon her lips. She allowed her pelt to brush against his body gently as she circled him once, starting at his left side and ending at his right. Forelimbs merely inches ahead of her victim. Or perhaps, she was his victim. Starlit face would tilt so that she could capture his face from the corner of galactic eyes. Flank gently pressed against his abdomen and tail would playfully lie over his back - allowing her aroma to flow freely around him, enveloping him in its irresistible hold. I hope you're up for the challenge, my dear. Devour me and make me bleed. Indeed he could offer her an escape from all that controlled her mind. From the emptiness. The pain of ripping flesh and the pleasure of their encounter could intertwine into a sadistic harmony that would release her from all the world. my actions | my words | my thoughts |