She Wanted Me

She wanted me to ask
She wanted me to explore
She wanted me to speak
She wanted me to want more

She wanted me to command her
To tell her what was required
To tell her how to sit
To tell her she was desired

She wanted me to know
What was in her mind
What she wanted to do
What would make her spellbind

She wanted my inside her
Mind, body, and soul
She wanted me
To make her whole

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From Kink, Volume 2

Slaveling

Her blindfold is on,
His inhibitions are gone.

A present on display,
A gift for his birthday.

She starts acting coy,
He breaks out a toy.

A feather across her lips,
A whip across her hips.

A stroke down her neck,
Ties to keep her in check.

He strips her down
And goes to town.

He starts going fast,
He tells her to last.

She asks him to slow,
Cause she’s about to blow.

In total submission,
She begs permission.

He does his thing
And she starts to sing.

Then she starts to yearn,
For him to take his turn.

She gets down on the floor,
Then she begs once more.

He uses her as a slaveling,
Then gives her what she’s craving.

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From Kink, Volume 2