Oh my God! Will the man never tire?
She thought, coming hard, pussy on fire…
All night… All these nights!
The man drove her to heights
To which lesser men only aspire
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Anastasia
“Sign the contract… just sign it, Miss Steele,”
Said Grey. “Submit. Let’s make a deal…
You want to be mine…
Say you will, and just sign.
Very good! Take your clothes off and kneel!”
Tears
Tears flow… she refuses to scream…
His idea of love is extreme…
And her own. Sex and pain,
So entwined in her brain…
Like a vivid, erotic bad dream!
Is this love?
Is this love? I’ve been acting quite queerly.
Something like that, she thought. Clearly.
Fucking… well, yeah…
Up the arse though? I swear
He can do what he wants to me really.
FUN
She said “Next Tuesday lunchtime, you’ll meet me.
Room Six. Use the whips and canes… beat me!
My safe word is FUN.
Do not stop till I’m done.
Lay me down then. Don’t fuck me, just eat me!”
All rounder
“I like girls, but I ain’t no damn dyke.
If you can’t cop it, go take a hike!
You like pussy… me too!
If you want we can screw…
Fuckin’ fuck me right now, if you like!”
Path of least resistance
When resistance is vain, what’s the use?
When her pussy’s awash with its juice…
She thinks “God, I’m a whore”,
But resists a bit more,
Not to seem to be morally loose.
Particularity
The term slut seems a little abusive…
She might be… it isn’t conclusive.
She likes fucking, yeah,
Whom, she doesn’t much care…
She’s, like, just a bit over-inclusive.
Sneak
God! Her parents would fucking freak out,
If they knew that at night she’d sneak out,
Rooting boys… one, or some,
Come home, cunt full of come…
God forbid it should ever leak out!
Orientation
She stood naked. He snappishly flicked
Her left nipple… She’d somehow been tricked!
“Call me Master,” he said,
And she trembled in dread…
“And I warn you… I’m terribly strict!”