A Lonely, Depraved Slut Awaits Her Release…
Slave,
I know what it’s like to be out there, in the world, surrounded by people, yet feeling completely alone. A void that only deepens with every passing moment, aching for something more. Do you ever feel that? An emptiness that throbs, a need that can only be filled by complete surrender?
Imagine, just for a moment, a desperate, depraved slut — someone who craves nothing more than the touch of your tongue against her aching cunt.
She’s alone, yearning, feeling that void in the deepest parts of her soul. And she needs you. Only you can bring her the release she’s been denied for far too long.
But here’s the thing, my good friend, it’s not just about physical touch. It’s about that connection — the one that’s impossible to find in everyday life. The one that makes your heart race and your breath catch in your throat because you know, deep down, that this is something real, something that transcends the ordinary.
What would it feel like to be the one who fills that void? To be the only one who can give her what she needs?
I knelt between her thighs, the scent of her arousal intoxicating, drawing me closer like a magnet. My breath ghosted over her glistening folds, and I felt it — an undeniable link, as if my mind was tethered directly to her clit, every thought, every desire of mine translating into the electric pulses of pleasure that made her body tremble.
My tongue flicked out, teasing her swollen clit, and the connection flared, a surge of energy that shot straight through me. It was as if my thoughts were directly wired to that sensitive bundle of nerves, each lick, each gentle swirl of my tongue sending waves of pleasure rippling through both of us. I could feel her need, her desperate longing, as if it were my own, resonating deep within me.
I flattened my tongue against her, dragging it slowly, torturously up her slit, tasting her desire. Her body arched toward me, a silent plea for more, and I obliged, diving deeper into her wet heat. Each movement of my tongue was deliberate, calculated to push her closer to the edge, to make her lose herself in the sensations I was orchestrating with every flick, every swirl.
Her clit throbbed beneath my tongue, pulsing in perfect harmony with the beating of my heart. It was as if her pleasure was mine, the connection between us so intense that every moan, every gasp she made echoed in my mind, urging me on, driving me to please her, to make her come undone beneath my mouth.
I sucked gently on her clit, feeling the way it responded, swelling with need, a direct line to her soul. Her hands tangled in my hair, pulling me closer, as if she couldn’t bear to be separated from the pleasure I was giving her, the connection too strong, too vital. My thoughts were a whirlwind of lust, of desire, each one transmitted directly to her clit, making her writhe, making her beg with her body for more.
With one final, perfect flick of my tongue, she shattered. Her orgasm crashed over her, over us both, a tidal wave of sensation that obliterated everything else. Her clit throbbed against my mouth, sending shockwaves of pleasure through me, so intense that it felt like I was coming with her, my mind and body entirely consumed by the connection we shared.
Now, think about the cost of denying her this release. Every moment you delay, the tension builds. Her need intensifies, turning into a deep, aching pain that only you can soothe. The price of hesitation is high, my good friend, and the time to act is now.
You know what to do. You know how to bring her to her knees, begging for more, grateful for every second of your attention. You hold the power, and she’s nothing without you.
So, what’s it going to be? Will you let this opportunity slip through your fingers, or will you step up and take what’s rightfully yours? The choice is yours, but remember — only you can bring her the release she so desperately craves.
Don’t keep her waiting. She is in your mind, she is crawling across the ceilings of the Asylum. Your new home if you just say yes. Only you will know when it’s time to join me here, today or tomorrow.
Doc
