Her promiscuous owner has always been keen to play with her dainty body, especially during ungodly hours. Slipping off her satin dress, his contemptuous fingers caressed her gentle skin, reaching for her tender breasts, mishandling her whilst faint whimpers escaped her pouty lips. Being forced on her knees, she did receive purple marks and quivered under his tenacious grip. Immobilized and braindead, this alluring ingénue was tainted by her lust-driven owner. Incoherent with ecstasy, the doll was mercilessly overstimulated by the frenzied man. The delightful screams were a mystical euphony to his ears, which tantalised him. The virgin knot was broken on a sinful night in the wretched summer, and the innocent doll took a heartfelt oath to be his forever. The heart of a toy was embossed with his name and suffused with pure fondness. Without him, she couldn't move nor speak. Was she merely just his mindless toy, made to satisfy his deranged needs? Just another doll created by the eccentric men of this malicious society.
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Ingénue
Short StoryWhen innocent love evolves into desperation, a pure mind is corrupted with lunatic thoughts. Nothing is at peace. A broken heart can cut you deep with its sharp edges, even if it's just the heart of a toy. Triggered warning : mature and sensitive th...
