The Crypt

Cultivateddesires

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I will never have time to write this, certainly not for a long time.

I stumbled upon a deserted church crypt in France recently. Relatively early morning. Fantastic light. Dirty floor, archways. Silence.

I couldn’t help but imagine I was there with a sub female lover. Who I could then pose and photograph and maybe tease slightly.

Outrageous sacrilege? Possibly.

Damn hot fun though.
 

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I couldn’t help but imagine I was there with a sub female lover. Who I could then pose and photograph and maybe tease slightly.
"John, you said we'd be alone down here this time of night. Why are there men watching me?"
"Beats me, gorgeous, maybe they work for the city and are checking for trash, vandalism or vagrants."
"John, he's got his dick out! He's ... he's masturbating!"
John chuckles. "Well you are nearly naked, and you are really hot. I don't blame him a bit."
Katie inhales sharply as the three men close in around her, their eyes devouring her body. She is barely covered in a sheer white robe and panties, with a matching pair of high heeled pumps. The 'virginal slut' was the theme her husband had when he suggested the photo shoot.
She looks at her husband who is standing there as calmly as could be, entirely unphased by the situation. As if he knew about it or ... or arranged it?
 
And I was thinking silhouettes in the crypt. BDSM overtones.

Mild pain administered. Enough to arouse but not satiate.

Risky but ultimately secret.
 
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