It starts as a throbbing thread woven in Valentine shape
testosterone eyes too bulging to detect any danger,
as she meticulously caresses the brain till it gets addicted to the tickle,
then infecting the heart with soft, silky stitches,
as the woman holds the seductive needle
slithering its satin fibers as a noose
around his other head.
He smiles and let her yanking create the illusion he can be tugged upon command,
unaware he really is the victor in his deprave view of success,
for her jerking on that part of his anatomy just gives his right hand some rest.
Author notes
Picture Credit: http://dr-oc.deviantart.com/art/019-93410718
A contest entry
- PIF – Semi-Quickie; Subjugation of Men (Picture Prompt) by KayJay.
700 points, ended August 11, 2008, 6 entries
Gold trophy winner
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You are sooo bad that you're damned good. Written from a man's perspective, it's nice to see you have such self esteem and can poke fun at yourself. Glad you finally gave that right hand a rest, or are your left-handed. Congratulations on the gold!
Linda
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wow
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Yes indeed... a wonderfully told tale of "loosing is winning"... and the ending is just the cherry on top... A great sense of humor blended with truth makes this a wonderful write... Excellent!
Ken
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Oooooo nice self portrait here
'slithering its satin fibres as a noose around his other neck' Holy quacamole
*OMG* And that ending!
Oh you are sooooooo bad Great piece. All the best with it. *mumbles( am gonna tie your hands behind your back
Gaylene
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LOL Oh this was too good lol
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This is very symbolic of what we as men do to attach ourselfs to women as they sew us to their apron strings. We believe we are in charge of destiny. I smile at the ending, as men seem to let ourselves be led by the mind from our anatomy.
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