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"Here, kitty kitty"

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Cleaning out the back of my closet � � � � � � �
I found an old friend � � � � � � � �
buried deep � � � � � � � �
among forgotten recesses � � � � � � �
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Blindly discarded � � � � � � � �
behind a fluffy feather boa � � � � � � � �
and some black and white striped � � � � � � � �
knee high socks, � � � � � � � �
it's there� � � � � �
tucked cleverly between red furry handcuffs �
and some leopard print something or other �
(ok ok, it's called a position pal... Google it) �
where rapture resurfaces �
in remembered flashpoints � � � � � � � �
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Cutely cat-shaped, � � � � � � � �
with a handle of strong curling tail � � � � � � �
Soft pink on one side � � � � � � �
leather 'justice' on the other � � � � �
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Memories of ardent meowing cries� � � � � � � �
cat-calling in all out heat � � � � �
the verve is static electric � � � � �
Oh pussy paddle extraordinaire! � � � � � � �
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My mouth reflexively waters � � � � � � �
as I hold it, once again � � � � � � � �
Mmmm... just the feel of it � � � � � � �
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The perfect weight � � � � � � � �
causes my skin to tighten, � � � � � � � �
inflicting salient effects � � � � � � � �
upon such sensitive flesh � � � � � � � �
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Renewing a deep sense � � � � � � � �
of ravenous need � � � � � � � �
An instant flashback � � � � � � �
turns monumental pent up desire � � � � � � �
into welcomed madness � � � � � � � �
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Remembering � � � �
that jolt � � � � � � � �
of pleasurable pain � � � � � � � �
smacking against alabaster greed � � � � � � � �
is a recalled wonder of euphoria � � � � � � � �
that builds � � � � � �
crack � � � � � �
after penetrating � � � � � �
crack � � � � �
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Pulling hard my reigns � � �
being directed in absolute � � �
by fistfuls of raven hair � � � � � � � �
a masterfully corralling � �
of tangled dense fury � �
is how�it floods�back � � � � � �
uncovering what's been buried � � � � � � � �
for far too long � � �
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-I'm there... it's almost tangible-� � � � �
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Inhales and exhales � � � � � � �
rise and spill � � � � � � � �
from steaming mouths � �
riding the�pain�of every�paddle � � � � � � �
ecstasy builds, � �
climbing a summit towards release � �
begging on hands and knees � �
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Memories start to cloud reality � � � �
lost adrift heady mouthfuls of fingers � �
my own flavour and his sweet tongue � �
are spiked notes of sweat and pain � �
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His direction is my drug � �
high on unconditional obeying � �
ass burning � �
tears�falling � �
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the paddle � �
and that � �
crack � �
the paddle � �
the � �
crack � �
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composure is almost lost � �
summit in sight � �
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I scream
and scream
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in sheer disobedience �

bad bad kitty.
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