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This Will-full Game


My life is a mess
Though not as half of a mess
as the thoughts in my restless head
Insomniac nights; sleep-less
Wearisome and reckless
no time for rest

Damned by my demons
Cannot escape my deepest secrets
lost within me
Fleeting are my feelings
for you
This is surely not my best
No far less


~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I like to play
a Devil's game
To tease and trap
my helpless prey
I can never
ever
be the same

Feel the music
set the scene
Come and dance
pop some X and some Henne'
Sway in a loveless trance
feel the high...
Just
let
go

Black fish-net stockings
at the knees
Blue painted eye-liner
Black six inch heels
Laced in red satin
faded and at ease

Lady's choice
and I want your all
But only if you let me
do anything I want
I have much to lose
So don't you dare fall
For
me


I am
Not
Your average Jane

I do
Not
Do things plain

I do
Not
Do this for 'fame'

Unless,
you'll have me as your personal fuck-fiend
I'll do my best to have you tied, gagged and deemed..
Royalty,
in my pretty pristine prison prism
Based in caramelised honey, such a fantasy!
So I can then lick every crevice and cranny
of your sexy luscious body

Clean....
and
Only for me

Especially your lowest Member
Where your cum tastes sweeter
than candy-canes in December

You are man
here to please
And I am woman
here to beg and scream


*cracks whip*


I'm sorry my Lady, My Master
Can I still be your Beautiful Disaster?

Yesss

Get down on your knees
and link my cunt!
Suck it hard
until it swells!

Eat my pussy
make me quiver
make me shake
make me bruise
make me ache
For
moreee


My Teacher would be proud
No longer Amateur, now Master
In the confines of our Beautiful Disaster
Where, his, I am free to be
Craving to be his forever slave
He, and only he, has power of me
Though only within this Will-full game

I like to play
a Devil's game
To tease and trap
my helpless prey
At 69, we'll go to Hell
Rejected by Heaven
because we played "Show and Tell"

I told you...
I could never
ever
be the same


Written by Jordanne (RubixCube)
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