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The dungeon's dimly lit atmosphere casts long shadows across the walls, making me feel like a sinner in paradise. My dark shoulder-length hair cascades down my back, framing my face with an air of mystery. As I stand bent over, clad in nothing but a latex micro bikini and thong, the chain leash around my neck serves as a constant reminder of my status - a submissive at the mercy of her master's desires.
The anticipation building within me is almost unbearable as I await the next command from my dominant partner. My skin is slick with sweat, betraying my desire for more. The air is thick with tension, heavy with the scent of latex and sex. My body tenses, ready to be unleashed upon by the master's whip or fingers, whichever his cruel heart desires.
As I stand there, my gaze fixed on the floor, I feel a shiver run down my spine at the thought of what's to come. The master's touch is like fire, scorching my skin and leaving me breathless. My anger burns within me, fueled by the desire for release, but it's tempered by the knowledge that submission is my true calling in life.
My body sways slightly with each step, betraying its desire to be dominated further. The master's hand caresses my thigh, sending shivers down my spine as he prepares to unleash his wrath upon me. I can feel the anticipation building within me, like a storm waiting to break free.
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