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The blood-red skirt was spread out all around me. Silk cooled my shoulder blades. I felt like the angel of lust with wings of vermilion.

Or maybe it was just the music he was playing …

My legs were bound safely to the bed.

My arms tethered wide so I could fly.

Lust streamed up from my ankles, all the length of my legs. My thighs trembled. My vulva lips stood big and round.

My hips ached with fire.

Just the slightest touch with the tip of his finger on my clitoris …

‘Senta,’ said the stranger, ‘you are beautiful.’

I breathed a deep sigh into the delicate veil on my face.