Sheer imagination on my head
While my hand and legs are tied to the bedposts
It must be you
Who turns off the lights and puts a blindfold on my eyes
Slowly, cold metal knife cuts my blue dress
Reveals my body
He kisses me from head to toes
Tickles my body using his tongue
As I open my mouth to moan,
He slaps me hard on my left cheek
“Quiet” he says
He continues playing with my naked body
Sensually he touches my breast
Pinches my nipples
A hot wax drips on my belly
It’s aches
He slaps me again as I shout
“Second warning”
Another drops on my neck
One by one
Slowly
I have to be still
But it is hot!
Another drips on my nipples
I am nothing but his toys
May not shout and cry, he says
He puts a huge vibrating dildo on my vagina
Then shockingly,
Hot wax drips on my clitoris
Shouting loud, I know what will happen next
Because it is my third mistake: no more mercy
He pulls my head and puts his cock in my throat
He uses my mouth as it is only a hole
He slaps me
But still,
I need him
He laughs at me and lets me taste my own liquis
Then he kisses me
He untie my hands and legs
It makes me confused
It is not his usual self!
“Wake up,” he says
“no hard fuck tonight,
let’s do it vanilla way, outside,
under August meteor rain”
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