"This is what you've wanted, isn't it?" Came that low, dark voice from above. No strain or heaviness, calm and smooth with just a hint of a rasp as the only sign of his pleasure. "Those weak willed humans... I doubt your captain even challenge you if you tried. He would crumble and fold... he could be yours." His voice was an addiction, stroking the pleasure centers of the mind while eroding at control and the body.
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Re: [Back to reality]
Date: 2009-07-26 01:48 am (UTC)