The Taming of the Shrew

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Can you understand how I feel?
Can you understand the gnawing in my heart?
My yearning for your words?
It may be a lie to say that I have never felt this before,
but I cannot think when this was so.

I know that you have other loves,
your wife and your sub,
but you have stirred my longings, my imagination.
You have made a strong woman weak and
needing you to tell her how to find pleasure in the company of others.

I know that you have offered me nothing, and
I try always to escape this torment;
but you are in my head Sir and
thoughts of your rough hands on my body and
our visit to Folsom Fair have tamed me.

They have branded me with your whiplash stripes,
my body made more beautiful for you.
Your straining cock is my prize in this contest of wills.
I prostrate myself for you
and offer you my ass
for penetration
or to beat a tattoo.

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ElectricBlueElectricBlueover 9 years ago
a wonderful voice

I wonder if you are still around, I would like to hear more.

TrixareforkidsTrixareforkidsalmost 10 years ago
Decent poem but great finish

The last for lines save this from mediocrity. If the rest were as good it would be at least a 4 and possibly a 5. As it stands a decent 3.

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 11 years ago
At first

listen I hear a woman telling her lover, master that she needs him and all that is her is his to take,penetrate.

Upon second listening I catch it, the iron willed tone that demands you will make time for me and here's why!

An audio mirror me thinks!

CinnerCinnerover 11 years agoAuthor
Ross!?!!??!

Thank you! I did not imagine to see you again so soon! Thank you! (((HUGS)))

RossDanielsRossDanielsover 11 years ago
Offering herself

As a most delicious prize. So erotic.

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