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  <author>TheMariner</author>
  <dc:date>2008-04-07T02:04:32-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Kaleidoscope: Part I]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><font face="Comic Sans MS">She looked up, hearing the ringing of silence, then sensing the shiver of chill going through her.<span>&nbsp; </span>Lost in her notes, the art book and the collage of visual imagery that...</p>
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  <author>TheMariner</author>
  <dc:date>2008-03-26T01:03:43-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Aftercare]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><font face="Comic Sans MS">She woke up slowly, surprised to feel the sudden jolt of sensitive skin and sore muscles. She turned and tucked herself against him and lay still. He gently ran his hand over her breasts,...</p>
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  <author>TheMariner</author>
  <dc:date>2008-03-23T08:03:27-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Burning Part II]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><font face="Comic Sans MS">She arched her back more. A split second later the second . . . third . . . fourth strikes hit her. She pushed her breasts out more and felt the harder bite, smiled and arched her neck back...</p>
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  <author>TheMariner</author>
  <dc:date>2008-03-23T04:03:28-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Burning, Part I]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><font face="Comic Sans MS">He pulled her cover back revealing her to the cool air and the fireplace, knelt behind her and pushed her head aside with his kisses, to expose her throat.&nbsp; She raised her face...</p>
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  <author>TheMariner</author>
  <dc:date>2008-03-21T10:03:16-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Leashed]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><font face="Comic Sans MS">She reached blindly for the cup of tea, without taking her eyes off the canvas and admired what was beginning to take shape.&nbsp;&nbsp;Afraid that she would lose her train of thought if...</p>
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  <author>TheMariner</author>
  <dc:date>2008-03-09T04:03:37-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Her master, her lover . . . hers]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><font face="Comic Sans MS">She sat quietly while he took the hand wand and rinsed her . . . holding her head up to let the hot water run over her face, and she felt his fingers combing her wet hair down her back. She...</p>
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  <author>TheMariner</author>
  <dc:date>2008-03-02T05:03:02-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Renewal . . . Part II]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><font face="Comic Sans MS">His thoughts raced as he did towards her studio. He had thought he'd said too much last night, then he thought he heard comfort in&nbsp;her reply, and then his confidence when she lay bound...</p>
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  <author>TheMariner</author>
  <dc:date>2008-03-02T03:03:03-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Renewal . . . Part I]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><font face="Comic Sans MS">She rolled over slowly so not to wake him and put her hand on his chest and felt the rhythm of his heartbeat with her fingertips, his breaths in the palm of her hand. She lost count of the...</p>
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  <author>TheMariner</author>
  <dc:date>2008-02-24T05:02:47-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Her . . . . His]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><font face="Comic Sans MS">She opened her mouth and sought out his eyes, watching him looking at her swelling cunt . . . Then taking his cock as he fed it to her she sucked sweetly,&nbsp;since she could only use her...</p>
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  <author>TheMariner</author>
  <dc:date>2008-02-24T03:02:11-05:00</dc:date>
  <title><![CDATA[Moonlight; Part III, The morning after . . .]]></title>
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  <description><![CDATA[<p><p><font face="Comic Sans MS">She slept lightly, waking at his movements.&nbsp; She'd thought again about her decision to sell herself and be presented to her master, for his use and pleasure . . . for her cunt, her...</p>
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