Choke

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My hand, your throat.
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My hand is around your throat
because you asked for it when I slid inside you and when I yanked down your panties and licked you from lip to lip and even before then when you were looking away during dinner and even this morning when you woke up and kissed me before you walked away.

My fingers are around my pet’s throat because she didn’t ask if I was done writing when she came into the room to show me her pretty eyes and how perfectly not red her ass was before I took her over the table and made her count ten slaps so she could remember how to be a good little pet who knows how to make me happy.

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