Play me well.

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When lust becomes painful.
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Make me uncomfortable.
Fill my mouth with a ball gag
Clinch it till it cuts
the sensitive skin of my lips.
Press my face into the carpet,
bind my wrists to my ankles.
Gather my hair and tie it,
yank it back until it stretches
the muscles in my neck,
until it's hard to breathe.
Twist me, bend me, stretch me,
until I can't stay in my head,
until I have to live in my body.
Let me feel every little twinge,
every pinch. And then,
when you have my complete attention,
when I don't dare to move an inch,
when I *can't* move an inch,
Torment me. Tease me. Treat me.
Play me well now. Do me now.
Because in this already tortured state,
I can take all of your abuse...
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