Whose Pleasure?

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Holding her arms

hips

legs

in place

I bind her so she

can’t move

For whose pleasure?

Cupping

her breasts

Pinching

Darkening nipples

Caressing her

Glistening pearl

Building her intensity

beyond what she thought she wanted

that she CAN’T

escape

I make her body a bundle of nerves

that keeps crescendoing

higher

and HIGHER

Until she doesn’t

want it

but can’t

get

enough

And her primal scream pierces the night

Published 3 years ago

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