- Erotic Poetry
- Mistress
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Click hereArms tied behind my head, you sit astride,
Fingers circle my nipples, fingernails
Seem sharpened, scrape the rosebuds, scratch my hide
Till tiny droplets appear. Make me wail
With rapture, beg for more, "Please, MORE," I scream,
And you just laugh, your eyes betray your vice.
"Before I'm done, you'll wish it was a dream,"
You sneer, "You thought getting fucked would be nice
And safe. You didn't know what you would get
When you walked in. You didn't know that pain
Could be so thrilling." I feel your cunt get wet
Against my belly. You scrape me again.
My breath grows short. I explode. Loins afire.
After, in your eyes, I see raw desire.
- COMMENTS
LeBrozalmost 16 years agoWell now, <b><i>that's</i></b> something I'd never thought to see in a sonnet!
