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Who cares about her flaws?
Who cares about her flaws when all she needs
Is to be floored or, at least, made to kneel;
And she can look up from that floor and steal
Herself to take him in. Ah! Such thought seeds
New appetites, where, every time she pleads,
He spanks her harder, so the pain is real;
And mounting anguish makes her really feel
Alive, although each moment simply speeds
Onto the next excitement, that soon makes
Her wanton. She's his slut and is quite keen
For further exercise without a pause;
And she can live and love these further aches
That he inflicts on her, for he has seen
fit to choose her despite her many flaws.
Is to be floored or, at least, made to kneel;
And she can look up from that floor and steal
Herself to take him in. Ah! Such thought seeds
New appetites, where, every time she pleads,
He spanks her harder, so the pain is real;
And mounting anguish makes her really feel
Alive, although each moment simply speeds
Onto the next excitement, that soon makes
Her wanton. She's his slut and is quite keen
For further exercise without a pause;
And she can live and love these further aches
That he inflicts on her, for he has seen
fit to choose her despite her many flaws.
Published 31st Aug 2014
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