Chocolate Fondue

Rupesh tore the shirt open with the hunger of a child on Christmas morning. Chocolate fondue! Rich, smooth and dark, glistening with a light perspiration, skin pouring forth from the opening he'd made. Not an ounce of fat to spoil his lean holiday treat.

The decorative party ribbons that bound Ahmad's hands behind the chair forced the prisoner's succulent flesh to thrust forward as though welcoming the intrusion. The lust in Rupesh's eyes could barely be concealed in the dim candl

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