Defiance

"Who is in control, really?"

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Defiance, my dear

Will certainly not

Go unnoticed, or unrewarded,

Your virtuous resistance,

Will not remain intact.

You tease,

With the lowering of lashes,

And the quick flash of golden flesh

Quickly hidden.

You purse your lips,

And shake your head,

Your dark hair encasing,

No.

No?

A challenge. A dare.

The only victor here,

Will be you, my dear,

As well you know,

I cannot resist my crush.

And you are naked,

Spread across my thighs,

Your pert rump in the air,

With my thick fingers pushed deep

Into the pulsing heat of your pussy,

Which shows that you have got,

Exactly what you deserve.

2014.

Published 11 years ago

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