My Sub
Stripped of everything
But a sadistic grin
My eyes begin to glow
As I see your flesh
Glistening with sweat
Ready to be punished
I tease your muscular form
Gently striking it
Making you feel
The sweet sting
Of my whip
I force you
Onto the ground
Straddling your face
While using your back
As the foot stool
For my boot-covered legs
I grab your hair
Forcing you to lick me
Until I climax
All over your face
I know you wish
To be reciprocated
But it's too bad
That won't be happening
Tonight
But a sadistic grin
My eyes begin to glow
As I see your flesh
Glistening with sweat
Ready to be punished
I tease your muscular form
Gently striking it
Making you feel
The sweet sting
Of my whip
I force you
Onto the ground
Straddling your face
While using your back
As the foot stool
For my boot-covered legs
I grab your hair
Forcing you to lick me
Until I climax
All over your face
I know you wish
To be reciprocated
But it's too bad
That won't be happening
Tonight
Published by Stephanie Alford
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Post a CommentInteresting poem!...............................
This is...um...you, I suppose. Interesting.
Every women's dream.......