- Erotic Poetry
- The Ballad: Loki
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I invoked the God Loki
and got what I asked for.
I became his precious love:
his lust driven, pig whore.
Mischief, chaos, and desires
run through his blood so red.
Pain sprinkles each pleasure
when I am in his bed.
Teeth sink into tender flesh
sending heat across my skin.
Severe pain causes me to glance
only to notice his devilish grin.
I invoked the God Loki
and got what I asked for.
I became his precious love:
his lust driven, pig whore.
I jump with each stab
from thickness in my slick.
Over-whelmed, Loki causes
my explosions quick.
My mouth waters
wanting to have a taste.
If allowed with my tongue,
I will lap without haste.
I invoked the God Loki
and got what I asked for.
I became his precious love:
his lust driven, pig whore.
Strangled upon his meat
is my favorite feeling.
Love tightened with the collar
sends warmth very telling.
Moisture slides down
my spread wide thighs.
His nectar is my reward
that sends me to new highs.
I invoked the God Loki
and got what I asked for.
I became his precious love:
his lust driven, pig whore.
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