Woman in the Dark

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Woman in the Dark

I know what it means to be WOMAN
I want to be spanked
I want to be dominated
I want to serve you
To be your slave
To surrender and be your toy, your property
To be owned and gently abused
To make you amused
To make me amazed
To be the focus of your attention
When it pleases you
To stretch myself in the doing of your requests...
Pushed! Beyond my safely known abilities
Pushed! Into my unknown talent and strength
I want you to use me
To bend me to your need
To consume me
To chew me
To spit me out a new me
I the receptor
You the penetraitor
I ovum
you sperm
Pushing into me
You initiating germ
Germination
Creation
I am receptivity
I the (w)hole wanting to be filled
You an intrusion
A demanding form
A dominant substance filling my hole
I am complete and whole without you
Yet I grow with your violation
I want the disturbance
I welcome the pain
It makes me expand to sights previously unattained
I move to that wild fire of primal nights
From a vastly gone yesteryear ~Ur~
It burns in my guts
To be dominated in your touch ~ ~
To experience the slimy smut of saliva and sperm
Strewn across the Earthen Floor
Of leather bondage and tethered wrists
Of knowing I'm owned
As in the dawn of history's of mists
Take me
Take me
Claim me as yours
Hump me from behind
I'm on all fours
I'm the wild mare
And you the Black Stallion
And you are a Man
And I am a Woman
And this is my primal heritage
As it lays in my gut
I'll do anything you want
Let me be your slut
Pimp me
Poke me
Just own me MAN
For then there is peace in
This smoldering Primal Land


June 18, 1989 by Carol Anne

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AnonymousAnonymousover 17 years ago
cave sluts look here a leather lovers dream

a primal journey - I wanted to be there

on all fours...watching

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