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Gothic slut, Domiana – the name alone could spark a thousand images but nothing like what I have in mind right now. I’m picturing a dark, stormy night. Pyres dot the landscape, and I – the Domian’s willing slave is chained to the rack. Every turn of the wheel, the bones crack and the muscles snap. Ah to die by the hands I love so well. Domiana may easily be the empress of pain but that pale skin and red rose lips can also be yer solace.

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