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Behind Closed Doors

Once upon a time is usually how this starts
but this story will explore other parts
A beautiful scene, a loving husband, and home
dreaming of all the places, together, we'll roam
Though, two lives, we live with grace
one I'm his wife; one, his princess and ace

A beautiful life, behind closed doors
where I'm bound, collared, clamped and yours
We've discovered a world of new
a fresh perspective, a green view
Those on the outside have no clue
who, I've realized I am, as I grew
No idea of my world, my place
he protects me, so no dangers I'll face
With each crack of the whip, I heal
to his will, I'll bend, I'll kneel
I trust him with my body to turn
to know what my body needs or to learn
Though you could trace the lines of my body, even blind
each time, there's a new place inside of me, you find


Dark and seductively, you tease
getting your way, playing my body with ease
Your body enveloping mine, feeling yourself inside
pounding away while your thumb keeps my mouth occupied
Turning me around, taking me, stretching me
whipping, slapping, biting as roughly as you can be
Going deeper than anyone's ever been
making sure that I know I'm yours....again
Because you have to keep making sure that I know, don't you?
you love reminding me, I know, but how much I have no clue
Inside of me, you start to pulse
you're getting close and pull out with impulse

Rubbing yourself inside my soft and wet little lips
telling me, what a wonderful mommy I'd be, you grab my hips
Stroking yourself against my wetness, you impale me with such force
thrusting as deep as you can, your moans grow hoarse
Forcing orgasms while taking what you desire
bouncing against you, our bodies on fire
You growl, thrusting harder, filling me with all you, letting loose
at that time, I'm fulfilled and satisfied, being Daddy's to use



In that moment, it's all she is, a princess that wants to please
forever striving to be your release......
ThiaTartorum
Written by ThiaTartorum
Published
Author's Note
A poem I wrote about my sex life and headspace with my husband, yes, I like it rough.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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