My Tongue Is A Pen Of A Ready Writer

Factory 324

Meet me in the back of the building
Where the alley cats meet
We'll take the freight elevator to the seventh floor
Open the door steping into darkness
Turned on the light switch
Lit the whole floor red
Now its time for 324

I have wips,chains ,tazors, handcuffs and so much more
Now it's time for thrill of pleasure
Chain you to the gated wall
Strip you naked
Tazor your nipples while I penetrate your vaginal opening with a eight inch dildo
Nice and slow
Fast now harder

I stop
Gazing at the rose vine
And beat you with it doesn't it feel so good
Ha ha ha!
I told you will enjoy 324
While tears fall from your eyes
You smile
Licking the blood off your lips mmmm

You scream
"I want more Factory 324 !"
So I lightva black candle
Unchain you from the gated wall
Throw you onto the mattress
Face down
Hancuff your hands
Then pouring the hot wax down your back
Your moaning driving me crazy
I uncuff your hands
Take off the lights,pack my black leather duffle
Kiss your cheek
Hang you from a butcher's hanger through your back and leave you on display
And on the freight elevator
I go goodbye!