To be owned
I want you to treat me like I'm a cheap and slutty whore, rip off my clothes and pretty lingerie and throw them carelessly across the floor
Force yourself between my legs I want to feel your rough unshaven skin scratching at my thighs, call me nasty names whilst your gaze is fixed upon my eyes
Roughly spread my roses petals push a few digits in me a prelude to our ride, even though I'm pretending to be fighting you off my needs are impossible to hide
Wrap your hand around my throat slowly squeeze it nice and tight, use this move to simply take control make me your sexual plaything for the night
I give myself to you do with me now anything you please, just take to sexual heaven at the end pleases don't be a bedroom tease
Force your mouth around my slit Your probing and flicking tongue feels so devine, I want you to get love drunk on my pussy's flowing wine
I beg you to just use me and abuse me, take my heart my mind and soul, do anything that pleases you, to be owned by you is my only goal
THE KINKY POET