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Click hereScuffed into a metal mesh cage
Shoulders hunched over, luscious legs pulled to the chest
Bare legs brushed in white sandy dust from the floor
Salon styled hair frizzed by imprisoned neglect
I only see your sexy long legs
The torn shreds of hosiery are sexier now than whole
The smart, proud blouse looks silly dirty
Shiny red nail polish marks a fallen beauty
The white speck of cotton intimates
Exposed by too short a skirt
When forced onto bare squalor of the floor
Makes my heart pound
Packed space with cages of snarling dogs
Hip-high massive heads and smooth fur
Unpredictable ivory teeth pointed sharp
Low barks jolting your every bone
Panicked eyes trace me
Muscles taut primed to serve me
All your feelings and thoughts laid open
Terrified, wanting, and bared
Me, the dark figure in leather uniform
Leather quarter inch thick that teeth don’t prick
Tall, handsome, blue eyes
Shiny hand cuffs and red cattle prod in hand
I love you forced against the next cage
The sharp barks and wet nosed touches
Of the dog sent you into shivers
Jumpy muscles and guttural screams
I like it not because of fear and terror
I like it because it makes you come alive
Pure and intense emotion rolling out of you
The moment screams now, now, now
If there were another way, I’d do it
I slip away the white speck of cotton intimates
To penetrate you from behind
A monsoon torrent in your pussy welcomes me
Fear, exposure, and humiliation aroused your brain
Primed to accept erotic lust with the highest sensitivity
Your luscious lips moan into the fence
Your body writhes pinned between mine and the cage
Why do we have to meet like this?
We live in a numb world
Guaranteed dull, polite, or your money back
Our souls long for raw emotion
I live for you to take me over the edge
As much as you live for me to take you over the edge
In my deepest fear with my heart pounding
I know you always keep me safe even with your life.
Not sure what a red cattle prod in doing in hand of---Oh wait---is that a metaphor for penis? I do love the intensity in this poem. Perfect.