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An Ode To Algolagnia
Nowhere did he touch her
more
than the middle of her mind
He tortured her with
choices
humiliations of every kind
a limitless pool to draw
from
looks and smells and loosing control
he'd offer her stained
clothing
things too big or things too small
a one cup bra and loose
panties
or no underwear at all
his gift to her was
freedom
to choose her personal disgrace
she’d sob and pick the lessor
evil
that keeps her in her place
and through it all she loves
him
plucking from a plethora of choices
more
than the middle of her mind
He tortured her with
choices
humiliations of every kind
a limitless pool to draw
from
looks and smells and loosing control
he'd offer her stained
clothing
things too big or things too small
a one cup bra and loose
panties
or no underwear at all
his gift to her was
freedom
to choose her personal disgrace
she’d sob and pick the lessor
evil
that keeps her in her place
and through it all she loves
him
plucking from a plethora of choices
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