Whack Daddy

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Violette
Violette
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A private room, satin sheets to appease,
And would you believe he’s STILL not pleased?
Bad enough you taught your name
To the whole damn floor,
Now I’m sore, yet you still want some more!
I have been worked over, under and through…
What’s it gonna take to satisfy you?
You…oh no.
Not this again.
No, don’t you ask me
What I think I see!
I see that look on your face
Bugging me, begging me, iggin’ me baby
To say yes to the same damn question
That always comes from you:
Can I come on your ass?
Pinch your nipples, too?
We’re that close to the check out bell:
why do you want to mess me up all to hell?
Fine…if that’s what it’ll take to shut you up
Slide along my cheeks
And hurry up!

Slip slop slip slop
Are you happy yet?
Oh now it’s your nipples
You want to get
All slick and wet,
And just how am I supposed
To reach them behind my back
If you’re at my crack?
Oh that does it!
Roll over, bitch!
One or another, you can’t have all of this…!
Oh shit…

I…bit you.

Yeah, the marks are true,
But they don’t go through…
And what kind of sound just came out of you?!

You yelled like a bitch just got slapped silly
‘cause she didn’t have her daddy’s money.
Ah, all right now! I got this here!
Now let mommy make it disappear,
Kiss it, make it all better
As I flick away at your nipple, swirl all around
And then rub Mr. Happy down…
And up…
And down…
Gliding on your thigh like velvet, like silk.
You may be my baby, but today,
you’re giving me some milk!
And you are baby, can you feel the trembles?
Shivers by the score?
Grit your teeth all you want,
you can’t take any more,
you’re mine! That’s right, now moisten your thighs
get ‘em all slick and wet as can be,
‘cause you’re sure not getting
that shit on me! Now…you…come…on…this!
Damn! Your faucet sure did burst!
But at least it quenched your thirst,
And though I’ve yet to get mine,
It’s still very clear
Who’s the new bitch in charge around here!
And just in case it’s slipped your mind,
Here’s a reminder for that behind!
SLAP!

Oh, don’t give me that look,
You know you’ve been beat.
Now get out of here
Before you mess up my sheets!
Go wash up!
Make yourself all clean and fine
And MAYBE…
I’ll let you come on me next time!

Violette
Violette
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Salvor-HardonSalvor-Hardonover 15 years ago
Poetry SLAM!

I would love to hear this read at a poetry slam, with the cadence and the rhythm really THERE!

Great piece, really really evocative and powerful.

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