Thread Bound Worshipper

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Hear the whisper of mesh against my pale thighs, every breath you take tightens the weave until you’re kneeling, mouth open, begging the thread to snap so release can ruin you. But the seam never breaks; it only binds deeper. Follow the line… if you dare be permanently woven into my sole.

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Added on: November 17, 2025