HE is the Devil, the One everybody warned me about
This isn’t punishment.
It’s control. Ritual. Precision.
The crop lands, sharp, deliberate, like his gaze in the mirror.
I hold still. I hold my breath.
He shapes me with patience and fire.
There’s no fear here.
Only desire, raw and pulsing.
Obedience isn’t weakness.
It’s sharpened power.
This isn’t punishment.
It’s control. Ritual. Precision.
The crop lands, sharp, deliberate, like his gaze in the mirror.
I hold still. I hold my breath.
He shapes me with patience and fire.
There’s no fear here.
Only desire, raw and pulsing.
Obedience isn’t weakness.
It’s sharpened power.
Nous deux on se fait l’amour et la violence
Et on vous raconte notre chemin
Nous deux on se fait l’amour et la violence
Et on vous raconte notre chemin