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Revenge As A Thrill

I have no choice
but to confine you
to this bed

You have scented me
in the fragrance of your body
spilling into my thoughts
and pulling at the root of me

Teasing me to a stiffness
that can only subside
once I have entered you
and made you pronounce
those vowels
in the only way
to indicate
that you are prisoner now
to the pleasure of my fancy

Roping your wrists behind the back,
I position you
to watch myself disappear
and reach the depths
that you have begged for

You've taken advantage of my vulnerable state
and now you must be the recipient
to the storm that has brewed
extending my cock
to the brink of madness

Brandished before your mouth,
the gift of all that hard work
points inches from your lips
- the evidence and weight

You want it,
but you won't see it
until you feel it

I will wait
allowing the anticipation
to make your bottom squirm

It is only fair,
that I pay you back
and allow the impatience
to take hold

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