counterpoint fuck

 choker made of bone
thrown down by the neck
held down at the wrists
kept down by dominance

stay there

we paint a raw photograph with this game
when does the game stop and the pain begin
(cross the line with me)

just like that

I'll break your pelvic bone in less than 25 thrusts
pheromones spill out
yours or mine(?)
need doesn't know when to say when

don't move

radiate
with the sun breaking out of your skull
pulsate
broken out of your shell
is it love when there's blood
I'm the one that broke you

almost there

choker made of glass
tossed around like a doll
strapped down... four point restraint
faded tattoos say it all

I'm gone