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Bodies shining with sweat, glowing skins reflecting the flame, muscles tensed, toughened like bronze, bulging sinews, smells of burning flesh, bushy fleeces ... Welcome into the suffocating and sulphurous lair of the Nun of Hell. Here the most shameful fantasies are laid out, straitjackets are untied, the cords of decency are severed : Violence Everything is allowed here. But you shall have to redeem yourself. And the punishment will equal the laxity. The Nun will make sure to make you throw up all these indecent meals. |
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Soon
enough the marks of her whip will crack your skin and chains will open your
flesh to the bones. With your throat dried out by dint of excessive drooling
on her charms and with groaning breath, it will be time to return from this
nightmare.
But for the time being, are you ready to dive into the erotic semiconscious dreams of first sleep ? |