You ask of me,
''What are your darkest desires?''
And I answer,
leaving you breathless,
and whimpering,
begging and pleading,
on your knees and wanting more.
My desires,
My dark desires,
My sweet elixer of imagination,
crawling across your spine,
sinking into your skin a touch so rough.
You ask of me,
'What is it you'd do to me?''
I answer,
My grip so tight,
a force so strong,
slamming you in to a wall,
''Make you bend to my every whim''
My desires,
My dark desires,
My sweet elixer of imagination,
crawling across your spine,
sinking into your skin a touch so rough.
Your words stutter,
as you look up at me,
My presense weakens you,
shivering from my touch.
''You asked me.
Now I'll show you,
You asked for this,
Wanted it,
Tempted me,
Now you'll suffer,
a pain so horrible,
but pleasurably soo good.
Beg and plead,
cum for only me,
when I say it..
when your told.''
With a briusing kiss,
I seal your demise,
stealing your words,
bracing you against the wall,
and crushing you from with in,
taking your innocence,
making it mine,
your suffering will finally gives in.
A shove to the floor,
a pull of your hair,
a rasp of a zipper,
a gasp of surprise.
The sounds of imorale pleasure,
begins to arise,
The sucking sounds,
the intense waves,
my cock in your mouth,
at the back of your throat,
your lips all around me.
A shove to the side,
as my load shoots off,
aglance at you,
as your lips qiuver,
battered and blue,
from the force of my thrusts.
Pinning you to the floor,
a movement can't be made,
Your soft sigh,
teasing as it can be,
Isn't what I want...
I want you to beg...
Say my name as if were to save your life...
moan it as loud as you can....with all your might.
Tempt me,
Tease me,
Fuck me,
Please me.
My thigh slips between yours,
A teasing delight,
one that you shall only feel,
when I think the times right...
A harsh grind,
a soft squeal of surprise,
a grand fuck to blow your mind,
belonging to me and no other guy.
I have your will,
I stole your words,
''Yes sir''
is all you'll whisper.
I have your body,
I own your soul,
It is I that fills you,
Bring you pleasure in every hole.
I'll tie you up,
Leave you there,
suffer and beg,
my touch bare.
Empty feeling,
Lost for me,
squeeze your legs,
wetness seeps,
burning desire,
anticipation,
you can't resist.
(Unfinished...for a reason 
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Adding your comment:
! Beautiful flow...cruelly unfinished 
Great write Matteh! So who were you thinking about when you wrote this? 
