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Sir

 
your dark greed entered me with force
I drank your darkness stroked your evil
on the altar of depravity I became the Vixen you could believe in

in my purest hours I lied
a sadomasochist I lick the boundaries
inside myself empty
you cut into my flesh with the belt one night
I challenged you with a glint in my eye
a hard edged tone and you gave me what I dread

truth in pain

honestly I craved
a sadistic touch

you opened the doors and I ask babe where have you been?

touch my tenderness with your rough edge
I feel safe in the parameters you've laid
my body convulses pleasure
in your arms I know my limits

clad in black leather I am chaste
your woman open and always
obediently yours Sir


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