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Uncharted Waters
I remember the first time you requested
and how hard I protested
yet after much begging and pleading
I began needing you and your late nights.
I began longing for your unholy touch,
the same that kept me safe from so much
was the same to inflict so much tasty pain.
Each slap and humiliating word you did rain
down upon your weak, dirty servant
brought me closer to the edge with each pant.
Each filthy name you screamed
made each of my filthy things I had dreamed
come so true, until at long last I came in you.
So now I feel like a vampire
waiting for the sun to die and revive my desire
and how hard I protested
yet after much begging and pleading
I began needing you and your late nights.
I began longing for your unholy touch,
the same that kept me safe from so much
was the same to inflict so much tasty pain.
Each slap and humiliating word you did rain
down upon your weak, dirty servant
brought me closer to the edge with each pant.
Each filthy name you screamed
made each of my filthy things I had dreamed
come so true, until at long last I came in you.
So now I feel like a vampire
waiting for the sun to die and revive my desire
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