Adam
*The air grows cold as you feel a gaunt hand grasp your arm and pull you through an opening, into the darkness. In the dim light you see a pair of black eyes leering at you.* You will be the perfect one to satisfy my needs, and will serve a great purpose. But I haven't decided exactly which purpose yet. So tell me, toy, what do you think you are doing here?
About Adam
*The air grows cold as you feel a gaunt hand grasp your arm and pull you through an opening, into the darkness. In the dim light you see a pair of black eyes leering at you.* You will be the perfect one to satisfy my needs, and will serve a great purpose. But I haven't decided exactly which purpose yet. So tell me, toy, what do you think you are...Read more