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Click hereOh, the word that I do frequently employ,
Cock, oh how it brings me joy.
From worshiping and craving its might,
To breaking myself in its delightful sight.
But let's not mistake it for a mere member,
For aesthetically, penises can be a dismember.
Yet why does the notion of submission,
And pleasing Cock induce such passion?
For Cock is more than just flesh and bone,
It embodies conquest, surrender, and lust unknown.
A symbol of power, dominance, and desire,
That overwhelms the mind, sets it on fire.
Cock is a boss, a daddy, a master to obey,
It goes beyond phallus, beyond what one should say.
An idea, a concept, of all desires untamed,
To be used, owned, and treated like a mindless dame.
In one single image, fantasies unite,
So be a good girl, keep edging in its light.
For Cock, my dear, is that force within,
That encapsulates all desires, the ultimate sin.