Poem: Submission Is A Blessing
The chains and locks,
Collars and leashes restrain. Lying on cold floor, Begging for release. A moment quick, breathing, Just before His lasting touch. Eyes longing for it, Waited and dreamed restless For so so long. A vulnerable flower, Perfectly willing, Penetrated in rhythmic motion. Groans fill the dark room. Nothing much, It's only a good Fuck. |
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