Guest açúcar Posted June 8, 2019 Report Posted June 8, 2019 “What a sad, pathetic girl...” - he states, he murmurs, he asserts. I look down, eyes watery, cheeks burning like the most sinful flames of hell. I'm temptation herself; I’m the meaning of sacrilege – once pure, now corrupted with desire, lust and pain. I’m his: that’s all I am. His precious toy; from naïve fawn to broken prey. All I’ll ever be, all I need to be. He grabs my chin softly, and my heart races in my chest: my Master desires something from me. Papá, my world; o meu Deus, my life. I’m yours eternally. I adore you like no other. I’m no good – os santos estão no altar, not on their knees, begging for suffering and some sort of sick relief. “My baby, won’t you be good and cry for Papá?” notes: Papá: portuguese word for "Daddy" o meu Deus: portuguese for "my God" os santos estão no altar: portuguese expression meaning "the saints are in the altar" 1
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