

Look AwayOnce upon a time, in a castle far from heaven, sin reigned supreme and kept the princess on a tether. The princess was a hostage in her sin yet she didn’t know it; she was enjoying herself and assumed that lows just came with highs. That her feelings were useless because to get to them was like drawing blood from stone, she loved the physicality of her castle because she could feel. The pain. The love. The attention. She was a nymphomaniac and of the many suitors that came to court her, she never said no once, any request big or small, kinky or romantic, was met with such vigour as to keep the suitor in her grasp.Look Away
Her castle was
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Punching goths since 1992, no end in sight, come see my Gallerie and its sandy beaches.
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beauty
fragile
broken
sin
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Punching goths since 1992, no end in sight, come see my Gallerie and its sandy beaches.
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Punching goths since 1992, no end in sight, come see my Gallerie and its sandy beaches.
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