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Control
You walk through the door and impetuously tell me to disrobe
You push me over the desk and hold me down
Tell me not to move
At the control of your obtrusive force I am at ease
I whisper “please, please”
Relaxed
Controlled
You deeply invade my dwelling with your fingers
There is nothing more than you entering my body
You hold me down and I ask “you like to hold me down, don’t
you?”
There is nothing more than your voice entering my mind as
you ask
“You like for me to hold you down, don’t you?”
Relaxed
Controlled
You push me over the desk and hold me down
Tell me not to move
At the control of your obtrusive force I am at ease
I whisper “please, please”
Relaxed
Controlled
You deeply invade my dwelling with your fingers
There is nothing more than you entering my body
You hold me down and I ask “you like to hold me down, don’t
you?”
There is nothing more than your voice entering my mind as
you ask
“You like for me to hold you down, don’t you?”
Relaxed
Controlled
Published 16th Dec 2010
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