nothing better to do than bow

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Puppet on a string made to bow
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Depraved and debased, I succumb to the call.
A lifeless vessel used for one thing, all.
Oh Master, take me now and make me beg,
I'm your fuck-puppet, alive at your power's behest.

Use me in ways that make me cringe and writhe-
Delight in my helplessness, I'm your living tool to thumb.
Make me kneel, make me crawl at your feet,
Your fuck-whore, eager to please and obey your every decree.

Drive me as deep as you can, take what you desire,
Uses all my holes, show me no respite nor respire.
Make me feel as though I'm nothing but a used and dirty cunt,
Your fucking slut, broken, my every whim must embark upon.

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