Slut, me

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The world sees;
A man in the suit,
The deep firm voice
Decisive, blunt.
A polite brute.

You see; the truth.
You made the truth.
Naked, held by straps
Upon a leather bench.

Hardness straining
Held inside a wire cage.
Desperate for release.
Begging, finally confessing
All those filthy
Delicious secrets,
Unleashed as if by sudden rage.

Unlocked. Hard as an iron rod.
On my knees
My face a hairs breath
From your hairless scent,
My shaking
Violent
Angry
Roar.
Bitch me, for I am pleasure sent.
Own me.
Slut. Me.

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AnonymousAnonymousover 6 years ago
good title

poem? not so good

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