a slave to my doctor

you make me nervous
you defeat me
you beat me and leave me with
envy.

I yearn to taste you but
 I'm not allowed to,
the look in your eyes
demands obedience.

you warm fingertips
touch me, leaving trails
of moans and wetness,
i beg for forgiveness

for you to end this,
this sexual frustration....
they begin to go deeper
and feeling of warmth liquid
has me over the edge.


I need you to stop,
to treat me as you do
the rest, but I want you to finish...
to finish this pitiful mess
that you have brought me in.

my hips follow the rhythm
of your tongue but it's
not enough... i need more
i need to feel you
to touch you.

as im close to the edge, you
 touch something that
I've never felt before.
i moan out.....just the way
you want me to. so that
everyone will know who i belong to.